I met Mia almost four years ago. I was standing on my driveway that day when Mia came. I had seen her walking by a lot, the school bus dropped her on the corner, four houses away. She then had to walk two blocks to her house, her route passing my house. I was always smiling at her. On the day we met, she got off the bus as I was looking at where the garden service had edged my lawn next to the driveway. She looked at me,...

We left for home, and I dropped Mia a block away. She kissed me softly, and put my hand on her little nipple. I rolled it as she pecked my lips again. I looked at her shirt and she arched her back so I could see her hard nipples push out. “Good, little boy. Very good.” She kissed my neck and blew on it, and I almost came in my pants. “Minx,” I muttered. “Yes, your minx.” “My minx. I will text you, mistress.” She kissed me...