Chapter 1

Day One and Two

This part of the story is about a neighbor girl I'll call Lena. She's a cute ten-year-old that seems way older when she looks deep into your eyes. One day, while walking my dog, Tawny, she stopped me to talk for a minute and to pet my animal. They seemed to get along real well, so I asked her if she would like to earn a buck a day by walking her, since I was getting up in years. Her eyes lit up and said, "Boy, would I! I don't get much allowance, besides this would be a fun job!" I gave her the leash and said, "Well, you can walk her today with me and I'll see if this will work out. She can really be a handful when she sees another animal. She, most likely, weighs more than you do." As we walked, everything went really well, and then a neighbor's dog came into view. Right away, Tawny's ears perked up and I thought she might try to take off, but Lena recognized the situation immediately and barked a command, "No Tawny! Settle down girl!" and lo and behold the dog settled down. I said, "Well, it looks like you have things under control, so you have the job if it's all right with your parents."

As we walked, I told her that when I was young, I had a million questions and no one I could get answers from that I trusted. I tested my parents out, but on the sensitive questions, they seemed too embarrassed, and seemed to brush me off. This is why I went to the library so often, besides air conditioning wasn't available yet and the library was cool in the summer. I told Lena, "If you have any questions you want answers to, don't be hesitant to ask me. Anything we discuss will never be revealed ever, to anyone, and there is no question or subject too embarrassing to ask or talk about. If you have questions about boys, or your bodily changes, or your deepest thoughts or feelings, just ask."

I didn't push any further, and while we walked, we talked about her school, and what her plans might be during the summer. She said she should be home most every day to walk the dog, since her mother, Pat, would also be off during the summer months, Anyway, the rest of the walk was uneventful, and Lena walked home with me. I showed her where the dog slept and where I kept her leash. Lena said brightly, "OK, I'll be seeing you tomorrow morning! Bye!" and off she skipped.

About midmorning the next day, I heard a knock on the door. It was Lena, "Here I am, ready for work!" So I let her in and asked her if it was all right with her parents if she could walk the dog. She replied, "Mom said it would give me a chance to find out what it was like to earn my own money and it would be a good experience." She was glancing around my house and I asked, "Would you like a quick tour?" Lena replied, "Oh yes, could I?" So, I showed her around, room by room. When we got to my office, she saw that I had two computers there, and noticing her quizzical expression I explained, "One for managing my budget and my email and looking up things on the Internet, and my old one for looking at sites that might infect me with a virus." Lena laughed and said, "You mean all the porn sites?" I laughed in turn and asked, "What do you know about porn sites?" She said, "You have to remember that us kids know one heck of a lot more at our age today than you did when you were this age!" I'll have to agree with her on that fact, but I didn't expect to hear it coming from a ten-year-old. Anyway, then we went downstairs, and she saw another computer in the family room. I gave her an answer before she could ask it. "That one belongs to my wife, so she won't screw up mine." Then she saw my piano and keyboard, and asked, "Do you or your wife play the piano?" I replied, "I am teaching myself whenever I'm in the mood. My mother started teaching me when I was nine, but I wasn't interested at the time, so she gave up. Mom said one of these years you'll regret not continuing your lessons, and boy was she ever right! If you are interested, I can teach you what I know, the basics, and then you can decide for yourself if you want to carry on. Maybe someday you'll be able to surprise your family and friends. Oh, and by the way, I also play clarinet and guitar if you might be interested."

We then went into the utility room, where the dog stays, and Lena grabbed the choke collar with the leash attached and slipped it over the dog. Out through the garage they both went, skipping merrily along. Tawny was acting like a pup again instead of old like me. They returned about twenty minutes later, and Lena brought Tawny into to her room. Then she came upstairs to where I was working on my computer. "Well, the first day went off without a hitch! How do I get paid, daily, weekly or what" she asked. I replied, "Well, I hadn't thought of that, but I guess I could pay daily, as long as I had dollar bills in my wallet," reaching for my wallet and pulling a dollar out and handing to her. She said, "Boy oh boy, my first dollar I ever earned. But don't expect me to save it in a picture frame or anything. I'm going to spend it!"

I said, "You can't get much for a buck nowadays, you might have to wait 'til you get a weeks worth to spend." Lena thought for a moment then completely changed the subject. "Hey, can I get on your old computer to check out My Space? Mom says I can't use hers for that." I said, "Sure, go ahead." I was about to show her how to log on, but she was already halfway there before I got up. I went back to what I was doing, and after quite awhile, Lena piped up. "You sure you won't say anything to anybody about what we talk about?" I replied, "I never have with anyone else and I promise I won't with you either."

She thought for a moment, then asked, "Can I see one of your porn sites. I have never seen one before, but I sure don't want my parents to know about it." I replied, "I couldn't say anything anyway, because they would want to know why I would allow such a thing, and I wouldn't have a believable answer. We would both be dependent on the other to keep it a secret." This seemed logical to her, so she asked, "OK, show me one."

I clicked on Links and then "Old" which brought up my favorite site. It had pictures of almost anything you would feel like looking at on any particular day. Her eyes got as big as saucers when she saw the nudity before her. I showed her how to scan through the pics and how to click on any one of her choosing, and how to expand on any particular theme. Then I went back to my computer to finish what I was working on. She was quiet but I noticed she was extremely busy checking out the sites. I asked her if she wanted a soda and she mumbled sure, without looking away from the screen. When I brought it to her, I was surprised to see her left hand doing busy work down between her legs. She didn't even seem to pay attention to me, so I just stood there and observed. Suddenly, she unsnapped her jeans and her hand went inside and the action increased dramatically. I just watched, fascinated by a ten-year-old masturbating, oblivious to her surroundings. Then, she seemed to freeze, close her eyes, and exhale dramatically; I guess completely enjoying an orgasm. I don't know if it was her first or one of many. I decided not to ask.

She, finally, became aware of where she was and looked around sheepishly and embarrassed. Lena said apologetically, "I'm sorry and I'm so embarrassed. I just don't know what came over me. Everyone says that to play with yourself is a sin, but it feels so good! I don't know why I do it, but I can't help it. What I don't know is why I get wet down there 'cause it doesn't feel like I peed."

"You didn't," I said. "It's perfectly natural. Both men and women secrete a lubricant when aroused sexually, and I call it 'love juice'. Here, let's get you into Web MD where you can find most of the answers for yourself. I'll explain in layman's terms whatever it is you don't understand." When we got into the site, I searched for 'masturbation' and let her read about it.

After a while, I asked her when she had to be home. She looked startled and said, "O my gosh, mom's probably wondering what happened to me. I'll probably really be in trouble now!" I said, "Why don't you tell her that you made another dollar by brushing Tawny, and you ended up with a plastic bag full of fur." as I got out another dollar bill. "You can brush her tomorrow to earn it." With that, she grabbed the dollar and rushed out heading home.

Day Three

The next morning, I had left the garage door open, and I heard her in the utility room talking to Tawny. She had come in, got the leash and Tawny and headed out for their morning walk. About twenty minutes later, I heard them in the garage and I assumed Lena was brushing Tawny, because I heard her say, "Where do you get all this fur! My gosh, you're going to go bald."

A while later, I heard her voice right behind me. This gave me a start because I wasn't expecting it. "Hey, Jake, can I use your old computer again? I want to get back into Web MD again to look up some more info." she asked so sweetly. I answered, "Go to it, and if you have any questions, just give me a holler." I went back to my computer and suddenly she asked, "How do you spell masturbation? With an 'e' or a 'u'." I answered unconcerned, "With a 'u'". Then it hit me. What are you looking up now? " I asked. She said, "My girlfriend told me that is the name for what we have been doing that feels so good and I just wanted to read more about it." I thought to myself that maybe I started something that wasn't going to end up very well.

Anyway, I went back to what I was doing until she asked if she could get back into the porn site again. I asked her if she needed my help, but she said she knew how after watching me yesterday, and I answered, "Sure, go ahead, enjoy." I watched her this time to see if there was going to be a repeat of yesterday, and there was. Then, she said, "Boy, I wish I would get some boobs! Some of my friends have some starting." I replied, "They'll come in time, but I know a secret to make them grow quicker and they'll be bigger too." Boy, this really got her attention and she came immediately to my side. "What is the secret? Please tell me! Pleeesse!" she begged. I asked, "Have you started your period yet?" And she looked down at her feet and said, "Nooo!" And I said, "Well, that's good!" and she perked up again. "Pleesse tell me the secret, pretty pleesse" she begged.

So I explained that she needed to find one of her friends to suck on her boobs while she played with her clit. Lena said, "Oh, I couldn't do that, it would be too embarrassing. What is a clit?" she asked. So I told her, "Your clit is your clitoris, you know, that little bump that you rub that feels so good down by your vagina." "Down by my what? " she asked. I said, "Well, it looks like we need to let you know all the names for our body parts, so this will be lesson No .1. The correct name for that crack surrounded by those fleshy mounds between your legs is your vulva, otherwise known as your pussy, or cunt, or snatch, or taco, or a muff burger or as I like to call it, your Jane which is my old code word for pussy. There is a hole in that crack, which is called your vagina. Your vagina is really the birth canal when you have a baby. That hole is partially blocked by a thin membrane or skin, which is called a hymen. When a boy or man tears through this membrane with his fingers or penis during intercourse, that is called 'popping your cherry'. When this happens it hurts, sometimes a lot in some girls, or not much at all in others if they're excited enough. Either way, there is some pain and some bleeding, but neither lasts very long. Then you are a woman. You can break your hymen yourself with something shaped like a penis. That is the correct name for the boy or man's pecker, or cock, or prick, or woody or as I like to call it, his Dick. You see, when I was growing up, they had kids' books out called 'Dick and Jane' this or that and they had a dog called Spot. Spot is the name I call your asshole, or anus as it is properly called. So instead of using the proper names, or using the dirty names, I always used the code words when I was much younger. So, what you are seeing on the porn sites according to me, are men putting their Dicks in the girl's Jane or licking her Jane and sometimes even her Spot. Any questions?"

She looked puzzled and said, "Well, I had one but now I have a bunch more, too!"

I told her, "Well, ask your one question and we'll answer it and then go from there." She asked, "How can a baby come out of that little hole? " I replied, "When there is no hymen it stretches a lot but then goes back to almost its original size. This is how those women on the porn sites can take those guys with the 'big' Dicks. OK, now your next question." She looked down at her feet and shifted back and forth, and said, "I'm too embarrassed!" I replied, "Remember what I told you yesterday, that there is nothing to be embarrassed about with me because I have probably seen and done it all during my lifetime, and besides, I don't have any problem with how anyone else thinks." Then, she looked me in the eye and asked brazenly, "Can I see your pecker or your Dick? I've never ever seen a real one before." I guess she was watching for my reaction, so I made sure it was as if she had asked for a soda or something. So, nonchalantly, I said, "When do you want to see it?" She replied, "Duh, well now, silly!" "OK, " I said, do you want to take it out yourself or should I do it?" She grinned and said, "Can I really do it?" I said, "Have at it!" I stood up and she reached and pulled down the zipper on my jeans. Then, she reached in and exclaimed, "Oh my gosh, you don't have any underwear on!" I said, "I only wear underwear when I go to the doctors. I like feelin' free!" She found it and pulled it out and said, "My gosh, look, it's growing in my hand! That is so neat! It's so hot but yet soft and spongy feeling. Oh look, it's really hard now and is trying to jump out of my hand!" She got down on her knees to get a closer look. Then she pulled back the foreskin and there was the purple mushroom head with its single eye looking at her. I said, "If you undo the belt and snap, you'll be able to see my balls and sack too, if you're so inclined." This, she did quickly, and when the jeans dropped, her jaw dropped in awe, just because she had never seen one close up before. She caressed everything and checked out every detail. While she was massaging my Dick, a drop of precum emerged from its one eye. "What's that?" she asked. I said, "Remember when I said that men and women both secrete a lubricant when aroused? That right there is the start of it. It's is sweet like sugar water. Taste it!" expecting her to get some on her finger and bring it to her mouth, but instead she leaned in and licked it with her tongue. Of course, that produced more, and she licked at it, too. "Boy, it is sweet, like Kool-Aid!" she said. "Oh, there's some more" and swiped at it too. "OK," I said, "maybe we should leave Dick alone for now and get on with your next question, before this gets out of hand, literally and figuratively!" She mumbled, "Aw, can we do this again soon?" I said, "We'll see, and if you are a 'good girl'! Maybe."

"What's you're next question?" I asked. She grinned, looked me in the eye, and asked, "Would you do your secret thing for starting 'boobs' with me, so I don't have to ask any of my friends. I feel more comfortable with you now, and I wouldn't be embarrassed." I said, "Well, OK, if that's what you want, we'll give it a shot." Do you have time now or are you expected home soon?" She said, "If we can do it by eleven, we can start now." I replied, "OK, take off your shirt and step over closer." She quickly removed her shirt, and I exclaimed, "Oh look, no underwear!" because she wasn't wearing a training bra. "No silly," she replied, " I don't have anything to put in a bra" She wasn't entirely correct, because I could see the swelling in her nipples that showed signs of awakening. I leaned forward and licked her left nipple, then softly sucked it into my mouth while massaging it with my tongue. At the same time I massaged her other nipple with my fingers. "Oh my!" she breathed heavily, "I feel funny in my stomach and my Jane!" I was happy that she used the name and I said, "I call these two babies Barbie and Bobbie, the Boobie twins!" She laughed and almost fell on me. When she reached down to catch herself, she said, "Oh my, Dick looks like he is enjoying this too! Look how he's bobbing around and he looks even bigger!" I said, "C'mon now, let's get back to the Boobie twins. We gave Bobbie going over, now, it's Barbie's turn." So, I moved over to her right nipple and followed the same procedure. It only took a few minutes, and already they were protruding much more than before. She looked down at them in amazement and then looked at me with a big grin. I said, " This was only just a little bit and you haven't even played with Jane yet while I do my thing." She seemed pleased, but I told her that we should stop for today and get ourselves put back in order so she could get home on time.

Suddenly, the phone rang and I answered it. It was her mother, Pat, and she said she had to run into town and asked if I could baby sit Lena for an hour or so. I said' "Sure, she's busy playing Freecell on my old computer." winking at Lena. "Give me a call when you get home and I'll send her right over." After hanging up, I told Lena, "Looks like we have time for a few more questions." She grinned with anticipation.

Lena spoke up with a twinkle in her eye, and said, "I think we should continue with this boobie lesson while we are still in this state of undress. Can you get back to what you were doing before?" "OK," I said, but this time you play with your clit or love button." She giggled and dropped her jeans and lowered her panties. This was a good time to give her some more information. I told her, "Check the crotch of your panties. Are they wet from arousal?" She said, "Boy are they ever!" I said, "This will probably get hard and crusty when it dries, so check it out later. Your mother will probably be checking each time she does the wash, just to see if you are doing anything to create arousal. It might be wise to give the crotch a little prewash in the sink before you bathe or shower, if you had pleasured yourself sometime during the day, or especially if we did any more lesson work."

Getting back to the Boobie Twins was the next step. As I suckled on each one alternately, and she played with her love button, her breathing kept steadily increasing and then stopped, exhaled loudly, and said "Oh my gosh, was that great!" She teetered and fell onto my lap. Luckily, I was there to catch her. She was really weak and trying to catch her breath and suddenly blurted out, "I think Dick is pretty excited too, 'cause he seems to be overactive. Maybe he is jealous 'cause no one is paying him any attention. "She got down on her knees to check him out and exclaimed, "There sure is a lot of sugar water there, can I clean him up?" Without waiting for any approval, she pulled the head into her mouth and licked it clean, and then there was more, and more. Finally I said," You had better ease up on him because Dick is getting all worked up and might spit cum all over you." She looked at me quizzically, and asked, "What is cum?" I replied, " That is the baby making juice a man ejaculates when he has an orgasm just like you had. The feeling is just as great as what you just experienced. When a man does ejaculates into a woman's Jane, she could get pregnant if it is her fertile time of the month. If a woman takes it in her mouth, sucking on it, that is called a 'blow job' and men love this almost as much, especially if the woman swallows it. By the way, cum is protein and some say it makes the boobs grow bigger, but I think it is just a ploy men have dreamed up to get women to swallow. Anyway, many women have developed a taste for it and love to suck a man dry. I'm told that each man's cum tastes different because of what he eats. You can't prove that by me, though. Some men like to shoot cum all over a woman's face and body, but I think this is messy and somewhat demeaning. You will have to discover for yourself what you like and don't like."

"We still have plenty of time left, and I have to show you one more thing I know you might like. Grab your jeans and panties and come with me." I said and headed into the bedroom with her following. "Hop up there on the bed, and scoot your butt to the edge, and I'll show you something you'll die for." She did just that, without hesitation, and I knelt on the floor, spread her legs, and zeroed in on her love button. I licked it, around it, down her slit, tongued her hole and went back to the love button and sucked on it. She went wild, thrashing about, raising up to meet my tongue, grabbing my head and pulling me into her. Hell, I could hardly breathe at times. I never thought a ten-year-old could be that strong and forceful. I assumed she enjoyed what I was doing, and suddenly she froze in mid air and I lapped up her juices as fast as I could. Never thought a ten-year old could do that either. After she settled down and I cleaned her up thoroughly with my tongue, she just looked at me in wonderment. "I never felt anything so great in my whole life. Can we do this often" I replied, "Only when it is safe and we have plenty of time." I said, "By the way, now is a good time to check your hymen to see where it is located and how thick the membrane might be." I reached for the flashlight by the bed and said, "Spread 'em baby!" I spread her lips, which were still all puffy and swollen from all the excitement and turned on the light. I inserted my index finger only to the first knuckle and there it was. Still intact. It looked normal, just partially covering her vagina and it didn't look too thick. I said, "You look normal to me and it's still intact, so evidently you haven't inserted anything during your periods of self fulfillment. Now here's the decision you have to make. With the hymen still intact, you are a 'virgin' and many women still would like to remain that way until their wedding night. But in this day and age, many women want to get rid of it as soon as possible so they can enjoy sex, or copulation, or coition, or fornication, fucking or 'hooking up' as everyone calls it now. The whole point being, that at some time a doctor will be checking you out, and if you are still young and if the hymen has been ruptured, might ask how this happened. Of course, this can be ruptured by many means, like falling off a bike, wrestling, etc. You can always say you did it when you masturbated, but the easiest would be to play dumb and act like you have no idea what they are talking about."

"OK, I think you've had more than enough education for today and we had better get dressed and back to the computers just in case your mother decides to come and pick you up. Beside, you need time to get that smile and flushed look off your face. Right now, she would suspect the worst and we couldn't have that or you wouldn't be allowed over here again. What we do must be done with care, so as to not arouse suspicion, with your parents or my wife. Acting completely normal is the key. Not doing anything any different than normal. Don't tell anyone what has been happening. Your friends might ask how you know so much, but just tell them to look up Web MD. That Internet site is a fountain of information." "Oh, and one more point I must make. Before you come over in the morning, look to see if a garage door is open and her van is gone. Several days during the week, my wife doesn't have to go anywhere. If the doors are closed, call first and ask if it is OK to walk Tawny. Especially, if my wife answers the phone. She wasn't too thrilled with this idea in the first place."

Reluctantly, we both went back to what we were doing on the computers, and about fifteen minutes later, her mother comes driving up. I immediately go turn on television and sit down to watch the noon news. I tell Lena to get on My Space and make sure she's closed all the other sites in case her mother goes in there. Her mother comes in without knocking, which is scary, maybe she was expecting to catch us doing something wrong, or maybe she just felt comfortable enough, us being neighbors and all. But, everything seemed fine, and she asked where her daughter was, and I said at the computer where she has been the whole time. "Never heard a peep from her and she is quite proficient at the computer, you've taught her well evidently." Her mother sits down and we have some idle conversation about the bank having her checking account screwed up. I asked her if she checks it regularly or just reconciles it whenever she has time. She said that she is so busy and that reconciling her bank statement takes so much time. I asked her what financial program she uses, Quicken, or Money or something else and she said she did everything the old fashioned way, by hand. I said, "Oh no! Not with everything available today. Come with me and look what I have." She followed me to my office. I clicked on Quicken and showed her some of the screens and explained how they all tied together and that reconciling my bank statement took about five minutes. She was amazed and never knew this was available. She said, "Will this work on my laptop?" I replied, "If you have enough capability. Get online with Quicken and check it out to see if you have the newest versions of everything and enough memory. If you need any help come on over with your laptop."

I glanced at Lena who was glaring at her screen, seemingly highly irritated. I only hope it's not jealousy, because that could be a BIG problem. I'll have to have a talk with her to soothe any anxieties she might have.

"OK, Jake, I'll do just that," she said with a smile, a wink, and a sparkle in her eye. "C'mon Lena, let's go home and give this man some peace and quiet." Lena didn't look at me as she walked out, but as she was getting in the car, she gave me a BIG grin, so I knew she wasn't jealous, just trying to act normal. "Wail a minute," I yelled, "I forgot to pay you, "pulling a dollar out of my wallet and racing up to the car to give to her. "Thanks, "she said and rubbed Barbie with one hand while grabbing the dollar with the other.

Day Four

The next morning, my wife was gone for the day, so I opened the garage door with the empty bay. A short while later, I heard Lena talking to Tawny down below. I couldn't hear what was being said, but I could hear her voice. I watched out my office window for them to come out for their walk, and then I followed their trek up the drive. I wondered what her plan was for today. I checked all my email and the news on MSNBC.com for any catastrophes' that might have happened, but nothing of much interest there. By the time I was done killing time, I saw them coming down the drive. In just a few minutes, Lena came through the door all smiles with a devious glint in her eye. "Mom says she has to go into work for a little while and hopes that you can let me use your computer again if it isn't too much bother. She said to give her a call if it isn't OK, but I told her that you said any time she needed help, you would be available. I hope I didn't speak out of turn." I thought to myself, I hope her mother didn't take that the wrong way and come over to settle some of her urges. My role now is strictly going to be instructional. I said, "No problem at all, I'm sure you can find something to do until she gets back." Noting that her mother hadn't left yet, I told Lena to look up some more words on Web MD. Like Menses, Testicles, and Coitus. This would keep her busy for awhile, but I had to spell out each one when she got to it.

"Boy, "she said, "I never knew everything could be so complicated. Some of it I didn't have a clue to what they were talking about." I replied, "Don't get too upset, it's really not that complicated. When you start having your periods, they'll be irregular for a while. You won't know when one will arrive. After the first one, you had better carry a pad with you just in case of a surprise. Keep track on a calendar of when its starts and stops. Most start on the average of every 28 days and last for about five days, but there are always exceptions, so if you are different, don't get too upset. Some women flow heavy and others don't. If you followed Web MD, it explained that once a month your ovaries expel a couple of eggs and if they are not fertilized by the male's sperm or 'swimmers' then the preparation your womb has made for receiving a fertilized egg, is expelled from your body, hence, your period. It is comprised of blood along with some of the lining of the expectant womb. The miracle of the woman's body is totally amazing to me. Some women have premenstrual cramping, irritability, personality changes, or just an uncomfortable feeling of being unclean. Getting a good douche syringe will be a big help, at least psychologically. Of course, it would make it easier if you didn't have a hymen. Also, the advantage of not having a hymen would be that you could use tampons instead of pads. Just something you should consider. But if you use a tampon, don't ever flush one down the toilet. They expand many times over and immediately clog up the pipes."

She looked at me for the longest time, evidently still thinking about what I'd said, before she spoke. "Maybe I need to look up some more on Web MD and really mull all this over. But, I do have one question. I don't know how to kiss. Is there anything I need to know about that?" I said, "Kissing is what starts all the trouble. You need to not only know how to kiss, but know when to stop. It only takes practice and I can show you the basics so you won't be uneasy when it happens with a boy you really like. You can tell if you want to continue a relationship or keep scouting around, just by a kiss or two. Kissing is what got me into trouble my whole life and that is why I grew a beard. Most women detest facial hair. Whenever you want to try just let me know."