From: PreteenLover@MailAndNews.com   
      
   Story: Quickie   
      
       It had been just a very few minutes since he'd given her the date rape   
   drug that he'd gotten from a friend.  It worried him a little, since all   
   the dosages were intended for adults, and while he watched in suspense, his   
   friend's eleven year old daughter, Adrian, toppled over onto her side on   
   the livingroom sofa.  Quickly Bill got up from his chair and went to the   
   young girl.  Placing a finger on Adrian's neck over her carotid artery, he   
   checked the young girl's pulse.  It was slow and a little thready, but he   
   thought she would be alright.  Bill watched the young girl's flat chest   
   rise and fall slowly and evenly.   
      
       "Well, she's breathing OK," he thought with relief.  "I guess it's now   
   or never." Taking the little girl's ankles in his hands, Bill swung   
   Adrian's legs around onto the couch.  While he kept a close eye on her face   
   for any signs of awareness, Bill went right to work unbuckling her belt and   
   unbuttoning her jeans.  How he was ever going to manage to get those tight   
   designer style jeans down over the little girl's hips, Bill didn't know,   
   but her certainly intended to try.   
      
       Adrian Phillips had a marvelously well developed figure for a girl so   
   young, with the exception of her breasts.  Bill had seen the young girl in   
   a bathing suit on a few occasions and had noted her ever so tiny budding   
   bumps beneath the smooth Lycra of her swim suit.  Based upon the fact that   
   her mother had rather small breasts as well, Bill decided that Adrian would   
   be a late bloomer in that area and would never be large in the chest.  The   
   rest of her, however, was a picture perfect example of a miniature female,   
   and Bill had lusted after her for many years.   
      
       The button of the little girl's jeans was giving Bill trouble.   
   "Dammit!" he cursed.  Suddenly the little girl stirred on the couch.  Bill   
   literally jumped back, his heart pounding furiously.  Adrian turned her   
   head toward the back of the sofa then back to face him.  "God she was   
   gorgeous," Bill thought, hoping against hopes that she wouldn't awaken.   
      
       He only had about two hours before his wife got home.  He had to have   
   Adrian safely tucked into the guest room bed for a "nap" by that time.  The   
   effects of the drug was supposed to wear off in four to six hours according   
   to his friend, so Bill needed to get busy.   
      
       Finally, after what seemed like hours, the little girl took a slow deep   
   breath and lay still.  Immediately Bill went back to work on the obstinate   
   button.  He could feel Adrian's nubile warmth against the backs of his   
   fingers.  His heart rate increased dramatically, and his mouth was dry as   
   parchment.  At last the button let go.  As Bill slowly unzipped the zipper   
   of Adrian's jeans, he saw a small area of smooth, milky white skin and the   
   thin lacy waist band of her "little girl" panties.  Casting caution to the   
   wind, Bill began to tug hard at the tight denim that separated him from his   
   dreams.  The drug had the little girl completely in its grip, and in spite   
   of Bill's none to gentle efforts with her pants, Adrian never stirred a   
   muscle.  Bill barely even noticed the young girl's body as he worked on the   
   stubborn denim.  When at last, he tugged the legs of Adrian's jeans off   
   over first one small foot and then the other, Bill was able to sit back on   
   his haunches beside the sofa and survey his prize.   
      
       As much as Bill would have liked to simply gaze down at the lovely   
   little girl, taking in every curve and hill and valley, he knew he must   
   hurry.  It seemed such a shame, though.  Bill would later wish he'd taken   
   the time to form a few lasting mental images of Adrian.  An opportunity   
   like this would likely never come again.   
      
       Adrian had only been left with him at the last minute as a result of an   
   emergency at the hospital where her single mother worked.  Bill had been   
   only too happy to look after the young girl for the day and possibly for   
   the night as well, depending on how things went at the hospital.  Adrian   
   and Bill got along OK, although the little girl was a bit aloof most of the   
   time as any young girl her age would be around a friend of her mother's.   
   Bill's wife had conveniently driven into town to do some shopping, leaving   
   him alone with his dream girl.  Hoping that such an occasion might arise at   
   some point, Bill had procured a small quantity of Rohypnol, the popular   
   date rape drug, and as soon as his wife pulled out of the driveway, Bill   
   had offered his young charge a cherry coke.  She'd gladly accepted,   
   drinking it down quickly.   
      
       Now, here she was.  The lovely Adrian Phillips lay unconscious on his   
   couch, her nubile young body at his disposal.  Wasting no time, Bill took   
   hold of the tail of Adrian's cotton tank top and tugged it up under her   
   arms, exposing her little training bra.  He slipped his fingers under the   
   small elastic garment and pulled it up to join her tank top.  Bill's mouth   
   watered as he looked down at Adrian's two tiny developing cones, topped   
   with shiny satin pink nipples.  He wanted very much to lick them, but felt   
   the need to move on.   
      
       Taking a seat on the edge of the couch at the young girl's knees, Bill   
   paused briefly to stare at the enticing bulge beneath white cotton between   
   Adrian's shapely little legs.  Unable to resist, Bill scooted back on the   
   couch, leaned down and kissed the young girl on that delightful mound.   
   Bill's heart skipped a beat as he felt the resilience of the hidden delight   
   beneath the soft cotton against his lips.  When Adrian didn't stir, Bill   
   pressed his lips a little harder to the tangy scented cotton, and nibbled   
   tentatively at Adrian with his lips.  In an instinctive reaction, the   
   little girl's hips jerked suddenly, startling Bill.  He sat up quickly, but   
   saw no signs that she might be regaining consciousness.   
      
       Holding his breath, Bill reached out with two trembling hands and   
   carefully hooked his thumbs under the narrow lace band at the waist of   
   Adrian's panties.  In one swift move, Bill then stripped the little girl's   
   panties down her legs and off over her feet, exposing her loveliness to his   
   hungry gaze.   
      
       "Oh, my goodness, Adrian," Bill muttered breathlessly as his eyes locked   
   onto the most perfect little pussy one could imagine.  As the bulge in her   
   panties had hinted, Adrian was indeed lovely.  She had wide, full labia and   
   a prominent pubic mound.  "I've gotta taste you, baby," Bill said softly as   
   he gazed in wonder at those two fleshy, utterly hairless lips.  Scooting   
   his butt back toward the opposite end of the couch Bill leaned down over   
   the young girl.  Taking Adrian by the ankle of the leg farthest from the   
   back of the couch, Bill slowly spread her open.  He then carefully laid the   
   young girl's left leg over his right shoulder as he brought his face   
      
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