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A quick learner

“Here, kitty kitty,” called Arlene, and of course the naughty beast looked at her quickly and ran a few yards further; if the rotten thing weren’t white she’d have long since disappeared in the dark. “Come on, you scoundrel,” Arlene said quietly, and Fluffpuff looked back at her, twitched her tail, and scampered off yet again down the trail. Fortunately, Arlene and her mother had lived in the neighborhood for well over ten years and she knew the path and the small woods on the left blindfolded. Suddenly she saw Fluffpuff run into a back yard. Ah, the Campbells , she thought. Great, just great . They were a young married couple who had moved in a month before, after the Grimes family moved. In their early twenties, both were gorgeous and fit, blonde as wheat and tanned to match. Ned left her tongue-tied the three times she’d met him, while Flora left her surly in jealousy, but of course there was no way her husband would be interested in a mousy little sixteen-year-old. Ah well, she finally consoled herself, when she was twenty-three, she’d marry herself a man who’d make Ned look like a broken-down slob, just wait and see. She saw Fluffpuff run up to the house and duck in the bushes around the side. She sighed and ducked into the back yard herself. The houses were separated by large lots and no one would see her this late; even during the day she could probably go unobserved. Even so, she felt uncomfortable trespassing and promised herself the cat would never get out again if ...

... she had to hogtie her or chain her up in the basement; she then smiled and silently begged her forgiveness. Damn it , she thought, that wretched beast’s under their bedroom window! At least she figured it was the window to their bedroom since it was the only one showing light. She crept slowly to the cat, which sat at the edge of the bushes that ended at the window, and quietly knelt down. She reached for her, but Fluffpuff backed into the bushes playfully, and she sat up in order to move closer. Just then she looked to her right and noticed there was a gap of two inches or so between the bottom of the blinds and the window sill. Feeling suddenly curious and naughty, she peeked in, noticing that the light angled down onto her shirt, leaving her face in shadow. First she saw a bed stretching out before her; the head of the bed was against the wall a few inches past the window behind her. She lowered her head to look further into the room and suddenly held her breath in awe and pleasure: Ned stood profile to her, his chiseled body fully nude, and a pink column of flesh jutted out. It curved upwards fully erect, white with stark blue veins, throbbing slightly and culminating in a purple helmet flaring out at its base. While Arlene was a top student and knew all about the male anatomy in the abstract, she had never seen better than a set of line drawings of a much more modest phallus flaccid and erect, from the front and side, and a schematic of how it fit inside the vagina; she ...