Still. I managed to engage Bri in conversation again. I tried to make chitchat with her, asking and answering any questions as best I could to sound interesting to such a young girl as we waited in the queue to checkout.
Yes. I lived close by to. No. I’m not married. Just haven’t met the right girl I guess. I lied. I’d been married before but didn’t want to seem any more of a has-been than I already must, to such a pretty, vibrant young woman.
All this time, I was acutely aware of the other people around us, waiting for a free checkout, as we spoke. I glimpse stone-like faces of men my own age in the cue. Not to mention the women’s knowing looks. Their displeasure was palpable. More newspaper headlines flashed. “I saw child rapist in supermarket!” Says local redneck. I was in turmoil inside. I didn’t know if I could make it happen, but I knew I wanted to fuck Brianna. Now. I’m not crazy. This was fucking dangerous territory for a guy in this position. DNA. Statutory rape claims. Fuck knows. I was crazy. Crazy. But I just kept thinking: Ok. She’ll let me know when she wants me to piss-off.
So, all I could do in the mean time was keep up the breezy conversation and act as nonchalant as I could. Old friend of the family here folks. Nothing to get steamed up about. At least that’s what I was hoping my fellow shoppers might be thinking.
At some point, I asked Brianna what music she liked. Justin Timberlake was apparently the absolute love of her life. She beamed as she gushed on about this wonderful young male performer. I had never even heard of the guy before. Still. I was desperate for some kind of basis for our conversation. I defiantly wanted Bri to see me as a friend.
“Sure I loved JT’s music,” I told the girls, “I have a lot of his songs I’ve downloaded off the internet.” I lied. Yes. Of course I had JT’s Future Sex/Love Sounds Album.
“Would you like me to make you up a CD Brianna?”
Brianna was obviously excited by my offer. She didn’t have the internet at home and DVD’s where expensive on her budget, she told me with a little wiggle which was insanely cute coming from such an adult looking woman.
Anyway, we’d reached the head of the line. The girls got to one express check-out and I took another. As luck would have it, I easily caught them up, yet again, as we were all going out the automatic glass doors into the markets car park.
“Wow. Its hot out here!” I commented, “You sure have the right outfit on today Bri!”
Bri giggled again as I noticed her heading for a big blond-gray Weimaraner dog tied loosely by a leather lead to one of the barricades outside the supermarket. My heart leapt to my throat! My mind spun. The gorgeous young blond unleashed the dog and lead him back towards us.
Why did I get so excited when I realized Brianna had a dog? Well. I have always been a fan of bestiality. I can’t quite explain it. But I get particularly turned on by the idea of dogs fucking beautiful women. So believe me. Seeing this obviously fully intact, sexually mature male dog brushing up against this sexy woman child’s smooth, finely shaped legs gave me an instant erection. I had been about ready to get in my car and leave. But suddenly, I was more desperate then ever to stick along side Brianna.
“Nice pooch. What’s his name?” I asked, imagining the dog fucking into his curvy little mistress. God. That wild thought planted a seed. I was afraid to touch Brianna. But what if I could get HER to do stuff for me?
“This is Harley. Your a good boy aren’t you!” She cooed whilst patting the big lug on the skull. He looked up at Bri with a big, stupid grin on his head.
“I bet he really loves you Bri.” I remarked, “You be good to him and he’ll be good to you.”
‘Yeah. He’s a good guard dog too. He keeps creepy old men away, don’t you Harley.” Caitlin chimed in while fixing me with a knowing, defiant glare. Damn. I had to ditch that little bitch, get Bri by herself, if I was to have any kind of sexual interlude with the girl. I didn’t know anything else. I knew there was a million miles between talking to this fresh young girl here in the wide open public. But to even get a chance to feel up her sexy little ass. Well. That would require a LOT of fast thinking and maneuvering. I had to act quick. The girls where already saying their farewells.
“Hey girls. Its bloody hot out here! How about I drive you home? I got my car just here.” I suggested in friendly tones, trying not to seem pushy.
Caitlin said no-thanks straight away. However, Brianna said it was a nice offer, but she had Harley with her so she’d need to walk him home.
I waived that off. It was no problem. I explained I had a station wagon with plenty of room for the dog in the back. I reminded the pair I lived close by and even joked that we all knew each other after all, they knew where I worked etc. I could see Brianna was defiantly tossing it over carefully.
“We could listen to Justin Timberlake’s latest album on the way. I have it in my car,” I lied again.
That sold the idea to Brianna. She started urging Caitlin to get with the program. I was thrilled. Caitlin gave in begrudgingly after a few seconds of her dominant friends persuasions and soon we all made our way through the lot to my car.
Brianna helped me get the big mutt, “Harley” into the back of my Mitsubishi wagon and I made sure I let Caitlin in the back seat so that I had her sexy friend right beside me in the front passenger seat as I revved up and exited the car park. Caitlin lived a little further away from the shopping center than Brianna. However, I was determined she was getting dropped off first.
Brianna was disappointed when I told her I’d just remembered I taken JT’s CD inside my place yesterday and forgot, sorry. But I didn’t give a fuck. The rouse had worked well so far. I scored more points talking about the latest music and the wonders of being able to download music off the net while I drove the relatively short distance to Caitlin’s house.
“Well. Lovely meeting you! Caitlin. See you again real soon I hope. Come by the bakery and say hello ok? ” I said as I dropped the little pest on the curb outside the house she’d indicated as hers.
“Why don’t you get out here with me Brianna?” She asked Bri, shooting a suspicious look at me as she did.
“Your mom wouldn’t like you driving around with strangers!” The little pill lisped.
“Geez Caitlin,” I interjected, “Bri’s got her guard-dog right here in the car for Gods sake. You know where I work, right? I’m not a psycho-killer or something.” Brianna lives close-by my place. I’ll have her home in no time flat ok?”
Caitlin was unconvinced, fortunately Brianna seemed to be reassured and told Caitlin not to worry, she’d call her on the phone later or see her at school on Monday. We waved and we drove off down the road.
I was really excited now. It was like a dream. I now had this delightful young child with her fully grow woman’s body all alone. I could feel a little apprehension from her. I was assuming so far that she must like me in some sort of way. Otherwise, for sure, she’d never have gotten in my car in the first place. And she hadn’t taken the opportunity to get out at her pesky friends place when she got the chance. All good signs I decided.
“Hey. I’m going to give you that Album Bri!” I announced.