My Kind Little Girl
Chapter 4: The little girl
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"I'd like to drop off some of these files" Chelsea handed in, at being so nervous about dealing with El. The man's charm makes him clumsy.
"Thank you" El received the file. Looking at the face of the little girl in front of him she remembered something.
"You were that little girl back then, weren't you?" ask El to remember.
"Sorry Brother, I don't mean ja-"
"Why afraid? how old are you, little girl?" cut El quickly looked at Chelsea.
"17, brother," replied Chelsea more nervous, El looked at her so deeply.
"17th? it means SMA. How can you be a committee, while you're a schoolboy?" confused El heard the confession of the woman in front of him.
Because the woman who is in a place like this is an agile person, of course, has a diluted brain.
"Sit down" asked El again before Chelsea replied, there's no way he'd let a little girl talk while standing while he's sitting.
"Thank you, tap-"
"It's okay, come on" said El quickly as if he knew what Chelsea wanted to say.
Chelsea are confused what kind of circumstances are now experienced. Being near El her heart would be problematic. Want to run away, will lose when else can sit next to El.
"How can a little girl like you be a committee member?" ask El again, the question has not been answered.
"I don't know why they believe I'm a committee member. Since I was in the 10th grade I have been a committee and now it has been three years in charge" Chelsea replied clearly. El heard it was shocked to not believe how could the little girl in 10th grade have been given such great trust.
Especially here the dangerous arena, what if someone hurts this little girl. Her clothes are also so tempting to men, short skirts export smooth white thighs, arousing men, like her for example.
"Other times if you're on duty again wear a longer one. Here are a lot of men, your clothes can put you in danger" El's message did not mean to scare Chelsea, but rather to warn them not to regret later in life.
"Danger?" why my clothes?" chelsea did not understand. He's used to it like this, it's safe.
"A plain little girl, if you're not a high school kid I've been spending you," Inner El smiled slightly. I don't know why he can talk casually with someone new to the world.
"Your clothes make the men hungry want to eat you alive" replied El and Chelsea heard it was clueless to frown.
"I'm food, aren't I? until they can be eaten alive?" plain Chelsea asked did not understand. El heard it doesn't believe Chelsea didn't understand the meaning of his words.
Chelsea's life is spent in the dorm, studying and working if there is a call like now. So he's not too much of an adult weird language term.
At the moment El and Chelsea are in his room, not in the tent, there is no one else but the two of them.
"You're not food, but you can be food, do you want to know?" asked El, I don't know what kind of question he was given, he seemed to have planned something.
"May, if you don't mind showing," replied Chelsea did not understand nor approve.
"Well don't you regret the little girl" the little grin on El's face. He started to get his face closer to Chelsea, and it made Chelsea shocked, nervous what El is doing now.
"Sister a-"
Hmmm....
El increasingly eager to do Chelsea did not refuse, even make his entry export the contents of the deep cavity. His tongue swept clean every inch inside.
His hands also moved behind the Chelsea shirt. I don't know the impulse from which El doesn't do this to any woman so passionately does to the girl he just met.
Slowly but surely b** that Chelsea wore regardless, El stroked gently at the beginning, then in r***. Chelsea's body stiffened immediately, he realized all this was too much and too deep.
El did not stop, his hands and lips were still in the same place, slowly down to the bring, Chelsea was shocked which area El touched shook his head.
All that was originally for flirting, ended seriously. Honestly El liked this, the appeal of the little girl was so big that she enjoyed.
El's hand gently touched the ground below, he could feel the softness below. Chelsea are afraid he is trying his hardest to keep things from continuing. He regretted saying that. If he knew what those words meant, they wouldn't be like this.
El lowered the skirt Chelsea was wearing down, then she unzipped her pants and opened, her lips still mel***, so Chelsea could not speak.
"What is this, why... " Chelsea felt something below start to stab.
El was still playing groping the land with one finger.
"Sister, don't. " said Chelsea, as El's lips moved***neck. He immediately opened his voice.
Hearing that El realized, the game is now so far away. He looked at Chelsea the little girl he almost snatched away something precious, shaking her head.
His hands were raised and stroking cheeks of chelsea softly.
"Sorry, are you mad I did this?" el asked, Chelsea heard it did not know what to say, he himself was confused.
"What's your name little girl?" ask El again. Doing crazy things, El doesn't know the name of the girl he was fond of.
"Chelsea" he answered nervously. Their faces are so close, I don't know what else they're gonna do. El drew his face closer.
"The name is beautiful like the person," said El. now their noses have been touched.
"Sister, sa-"
"Why? are you scared?" cut El quickly looked into Chelsea's eyes.
"Sister i-"
"You're the first woman I touch, and you'll be the last" El said quickly, again and again cutting Chelsea's words.
Hmmm...
El again silenced Chelsea's lips. A warm soft kiss El gave, every tooth stain on the broom with her tongue. Chelsea don't know why his body is so enjoying, can't resist.
Her lips dropped down the men**nape her neck, chelsea felt a strange sensation of squeezing strong both hands.
"Sister, don't. "the voice sounded weak, Chelsea stared please don't do away from this. He can't do, this is wrong, he's still in High School. There are still ideals to be achieved and his parents will be disappointed in him if they know what he did.
"You sure?"
...Bysing......
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