"Noooooooooooooooooo!"
He takes a seat and grabs some tissue to wipe his dick off. Hand sanitizer later he fires up his computer. Paige wraps her arms back around Lonnie's shoulders and hovers over him. Entering Tender they face another surprise.
"1710 messages? Seriously?"
"Everyone likes me." She wiggles her chin on his shoulder and whispers into his ear.
"A month ago you said nobody likes me. See how wrong you are?"
"It's because I'm young and act like an airhead. I sound sexy when I talk."
"And, we are going to feed on these bastards due to it."
"Feed on?" She lays her cheek on that shoulder looking at him with curious eyes.
"Yep. Feed on, prey on, same principle. We use them, they use you."
"Use me Daddy?"
"In other words you give them just enough to get your way. Clothes. Jewelry. You name it."
"Are you pimping me out again?"
"You complaining?"
"No." She giggles.
"Look at this guy. Three piece suit. He's a Proctologist."
"A cocktologist?"
"That too." He chuckles. "Anusologist. Coloneyeser."
Paige snorts wrinkling her nose at his jokes. "He must be rich."
"Rich and wants a girl to call him Daddy. We can sucker this guy out of some nice things for you."
"You're my only Daddy, Daddy." She kisses his cheek.
"Regardless! I think with your naturally young look and voice this guy would eat you up."
"Right. Not roleplay if I'm truly like that. Can I take Fuzzy on my date with him?"
"Sweetheart you can wear your Hello Kitty jammies."
"Yay!"
"Let's see what Dr. Frank has to say." Opening up his message Lonnie reads it out loud. "Hello Paige. My name is Frank. I won't go into detail about my career because my Bio explains all of that. I would much rather talk about you. I've searched high and low for a young lady such as yourself. Beautiful in a very youthful sort of way. I can tell although shy that you are full of life. Your eyes are remarkable and innocent. Are you searching for love or just fun? If I'm right I think you prefer older men. I'm 52. I guess I'll know I was correct if you write me back. Tell me what you want. Every detail." Lonnie puckers. "Not saying we meet this one but lets just see what he says to your reply."
"Okay."
"Hi Mister Frank." She giggles at Lonnie's perception of her. "I'm still in High School for two and a half weeks. So ya I'm young. I turned 18 three weeks ago. I've been told I look 15. I even sound 15. Maybe younger. I still wear my hair in piggy tails sometimes."
"Gosh Daddy. You sound just like me. You know me so well."
"18 years around you of course I do." He winks and continues typing. "What do I want? Hmmmm? Yes I like older men. Even though I haven't dated much I feel drawn to much older. I like making guys feel young. When my Daddy takes me places I get silly and act like I'm his girlfriend. Guys get really interested in that. Watching their reaction makes me get sillier. Maybe I'm just goofy but it makes me..." Lonnie pauses and stops typing. "Fuck this lets do video."
"Yay!" She shakes her ass as if dancing while still laying over his shoulder.
"Go put those old Hello Kitty peejays on. Put your hair in pigtails. You're going to lay in bed with Fuzzy and talk softly and innocent, yet really seductive. Just as I wrote him."
"I haven't grown much so my Kitty Glitters still fit. Maybe a lil tight over my boobies they're gotten really big."
"Hurry up."
She scurries to her room and digs out her jammies. She was right her glittery pink pajamas with little Hello Kitty faces all over them fit perfect on her lower half but her shirt could only button up half way. Using white lace ribbons she ties her hair up in pigtails. Lonnie checks her out and pulls her shirt together more. "Don't show cleavage to heavily just yet. It's dark outside so let's light a candle and make it peaceful."
"I'm so excited. I live for this Daddy." She jumps on her bed bouncing first on her knees then standing to dance about on her feet. She fanned her shirt wide teasing Lonnie.
"Settle down Little Orphan Fanny."
He lights a candle next to her bed then snaps his fingers for her to stretch out on her belly. Handing her Fuzzy she snuggles with the bear and offers an innocent timid smile. Lonnie nods. "Perfect. Wanna hold your cell of make this look like its propped up?"
"Me! Me! Me!" she extends her hand to claim her cell.
"Alright. Keep your words soft and playful. You want him to get really turned on. Your cleavage, let's make it look like you popped a button when you roll over. Here lets adjust your bottoms a bit to show a hint of crack." He steps beside her as she lifts her hips. Lon tugs her waist band a tad lower. Stepping in front of her again he puckers. "Go for it Fanny."
"Hi Mister Frank." She flutters her fingers at the cell. "I read your message but I didn't feel like typing. This is better and more intimate. I just turned 18. I graduate High School in two and a half weeks. You are right I do like older men. Boys are meanies. What you see is what you get. My voice is soft and sweet as you can hear. Guys think I'm 15 sometimes. I have ID." She smiles and tilts her glasses up on her nose a bit. "I haven't really dated much. As you said I'm shy. I want to be wilder. I know I can for the right man. Oh, this is my bestest friend Fuzzy. He's soft and cuddly. You wanted to know if I was looking for love or fun?" She ponders the question with a pause. "Can I have both?"
Mister Frank, can I tell you a secret? I hope you don't think badly of me but sometimes when my Daddy takes me shopping or something I get silly and make people think I'm his date not just his daughter. He plays along just to see peoples reaction. I can tell guys like it when I do that. My young voice. My silly attitude. It's really fun. I would like a man who wants me to treat him like that." She smiles and turns over on to her back. The second her held together shirt whips wide she acts as if a button popped away. Pouting she pulls her cleavage together after a healthy show of bulging melons. "I popped a button."
She rolls slightly on her side peering over her mattress in search for it. "I don't know where it went. I can find it later." She lays with the camera aimed straight down at her as she looks up with a shy smile. Holding Fuzzy to her breast she releases the shirts cleavage. Fuzzy hides most of her but a hint of her right tit was left to peek a bit. "I think I need new jammies. What do you think of me now that you've seen and heard me better? Am I what you're looking for Mister Frank?" Paige lifts Fuzzy up and lays him to her side and lets Frank see full cleavage. Mounds were crushed together as she acts bashful. With three buttons opened a good portion stood revealed. Feigning shy she uses her free hand to attempt pulling her shirt together. "I hope so. Would you like to date me? Let me know. Oh, Mister Frank? Don't be shy with me it only makes me more bashful. I won't be offended by anything you say. Even if you decide I'm not your type. Time for my beddy by. School tomorrow. Night Mister Frank." Fingers softly wave goodbye. Video ended.
"That was fucking hot." Lon shook his head. "Give me the cell let's send it."
Yawning Paige lets him take it and actually rolls over, drifting off to sleep. Even if it was only 8:30 PM. Lonnie picks up Fuzzy and carefully places it in front of her. She groggily cuddles with the bear and sleeps tight. Lon set her alarm for morning. Off to send the video.
At 3:00 AM Lonnie wakes up and goes to take a leak. Standing there relieving his bladder he yawns and found himself curious. Washing his hands he dries them and shuffles to his office. Getting online he opens Paige's Tender account. Glued to messages he notes the earlier 1710 had jumped to 1775 in under eight hours.
"Unbelievable." Opening replies to her own he sees three. One from nerd Dillon, another from a guy named Todd, and lastly Mister Frank. "Old man moves fast. Hell they all do. Let's see what Frankie has to say."
"My, my, my! Hello sweet little girl. You honor me with a sample of who you really are. As I sit here sipping wine I admire your beauty. Such childlike qualities are fascinating. Barely legal I see. That...is refreshing. You certainly have my imagination going as to what you might be like in person, face to face. I would absolutely love to invite you to join me for dinner. I understand your time frame with Graduation coming. I can wait until after. Maybe I'll surprise you with a Graduation present. A token of your interest in an old man such as I."
Lonnie nods grinning, "Make it good Frank."
He continues reading. "You warned me not to be shy. At my age that is hardly the case. I will however respect your wishes concerning speaking my thoughts. As I watched your video for possibly the seventh time I found myself pausing it as you lost the button on your pajama top. Your...cleavage is quite lovely. Should my gift be a new pair of pajamas? Then as you lay there looking up at me, your chest opened for me to see. Maybe I'm thinking too much on this but did you show off like that on purpose? If so...very impressive young lady. You are welcome to send me more videos such as this. I do believe I would spoil you after we get to know one another."
