You know, life was much easier back in the 1970's and the very early 80's. Well it was for someone like me. That was long before the paranoia and hysteria was whipped up by the so called do-gooders, who've made an absolute fortune out of an industry that THEY created, and the newspapers desperate to sell more copy.

Then Tony B-liar and his cronies came along in '97 and made it ten times worse, sticking people onto all sorts of registers simply because they looked at a kid the wrong bloody way!

If I had a time machine, then I would definitely go back to the 1970's or the 1980's with one proviso; That I could take today's technology with me; you know, computers, the internet and digital cameras, because none of that was around back then of course. That's not to say that I didn't have fun, if you get my meaning. What I'm about to tell you happened in the 1980's. And for once, it wasn't me that orchestrated it either.

Honest...

'You are joking?' I said to my wife Cheryl.

'No.'

'But she don't know anything about it... I mean come on!'

'Will you let me finish?' she asked.

'Okay, okay!' I held my hands up defensively.

'She wants me to run it with her!' Cheryl told me.

'She bloody well would!' I snorted.

I'd never got on with her mother from day one. She was, in my opinion at least, the typical mother-in-law. Overbearing, interfering, and too bloody gobby by far. I refused to go in her house, dropping Cheryl off outside if she went on a visit and then picking her up when she was done. She lived a short car drive from us. It was far enough for her not to be able to drop on us willy-nilly, but close enough for me to run Cheryl there when she wanted to visit.

'Basically I'll run it!' Cheryl told me. 'I'm the one with the know-how. She'll make all the major decisions and that, but I'll do the day-to-day stuff, the training and what have you.'

'Well it's up to you love,' I said. 'It'll be nice for you to have a hobby sort of thing... but what happens when you fall out?'

'We won't!'

'Yeah right!' I said with a hint of sarcasm, lighting up a cigarette.

'There is one other thing...' she said coming over to me.

I knew what this meant. She was after something.

'Oh yeah?'

'Well... you'll need to take me to the practice sessions... and bring me home if your shifts allow it. If you're working, then I'll have to get a taxi.'

'I knew there'd be a bloody catch!' I laughed.

Cheryl kissed me.

'That's why I love you!'

'No...' I laughed. 'You love me because I'm a soft bloody touch!'

'Does this mean it's okay with you?'

'Suppose so... not like I've got much choice!'

'Thanks darling.' she said hugging me tightly. 'You're the best you know that?'

'If you say so!' I said unconvinced.

It never occurred to me until I actually sat and thought about it. When I did, I really warmed to the idea. Correction. I actually became VERY excited, although I didn't let it show.

Maybe now's the time to mention this... I like children. You're probably thinking well, we all like children. So let me rephrase it. I LIKE children! I'm sure you're following it now. No? Okay, I'll spell it out. I'm a paedo okay? NOW you can understand why I was excited.

I'd have to stay for the whole of the practice as it wouldn't have been worth me driving home and then back again, so the thought of sitting there watching twenty or so 5 -14 year old little girls going through their moves for a couple of hours was an appealing prospect. Very appealing as a matter of fact.

Now I have to admit that I didn't know much about majorettes. In fact, I knew nothing at all, other than the fact they marched to music, twirled batons and usually wore incredibly sexy little uniforms. So I found myself in the hall of the local primary school which had been hired for practice sessions. I'd brought a book with me to read in case I got bored. Bored? Yeah right! Okay, it made it look better. As the girls began to pour through the doors, I didn't know where to look first.

As far as I'm concerned, there is NO such thing as an ugly little girl. Nor is there a little girl who isn't sexy. They are all cute and they are all sexy. No question about it. They just tend to vary in degree; from sexy, to very sexy, to absolutely fuckable, to paedo dream!

This majorette troupe had at least one in every single category. In fact, more than one. I watched carefully as they peeled off their track and shell suits to reveal skin tight shorts, leotards and leg warmers. Like I said, they were all cute and sexy, but some caught my eye more than others. They were of various ages, shapes and sizes too. A lot were flat chested of course, but some had a reasonable amount of budding little tit, especially those around 11 or so onwards of course, although there were one or two that seemed surprisingly well developed for their ages. I'm going to enjoy coming here, I thought to myself as the music started up.

A few the girls appeared to eye me with a little suspicion at first, until they realised who I was, and then they seemed fine.

After a few weeks, they were all used to me being around and would call out when they came in.

'Hello... you okay?' they'd call and wave.

'Hello Claire, hiya Tracy... you okay Natalie?' I'd call back to them, having taken care to learn as many of their names as possible.

Some of them were absolutely adorable, especially the younger ones and those in my main attraction range of about 6 to 11. That's not to say I would have objected to any of them outside of those ages, not at all.

One of the girls in particular caught my eye. She always struck me as having a kind of sad, loneliness about her, and always seemed to be on her own. I watched her avidly, as she was extremely pretty with long flowing auburn hair which had a slight natural curl to it, and trailed halfway down her back. I caught her eye and smiled at her. To my surprise, she smiled back. Throughout the practice session I kept my eye on her, slipping her sly little winks and smiles. She seemed to immediately brighten up, so maybe she wasn't the sad little girl I'd imagined her to be after all. During their break time Cheryl wandered over.

'I've been thinking...' she said.

'Now I've warned you about doing that before!' I laughed.

'Cheeky git!' she laughed as she sat down next to me.

I knew she was after something. She had that tone in her voice again.

'I was thinking...' she repeated, holding a finger to my lips to keep me from speaking. 'Seeing as you already have a certificate and experience, would you be the welfare and first aid officer?'

I worked as a uniformed security officer at a large shopping and leisure complex, so I'd held a first aid certificate for a number of years. It was part and parcel of my job and I used my knowledge pretty much every day.

'Suppose so!' I agreed.

'You are the best!' she hugged me and gave me a kiss.

'Wooooo!' some of the younger girls made a noise when they saw it.

'He's my husband...' Cheryl laughed. 'I am allowed!'

'It'll be shift dependent though?'

'Yeah I know that you plank!' she laughed.

I could see her mother beckoning her over.

'You better go...' I laughed, 'the wicked witch of the west is calling!'

'Sssh!' she laughed. 'She'll hear you!'

As Cheryl began walking over to her Mum, I started singing quietly but loud enough for her and some of the girls to hear me as she walked.

'Ding dong the witch is dead, rub your eyes, get out of bed.... ding dong the wicked witch is deadddddd!'

'You!' Cheryl spun round pointing at me laughing.

As I turned my head I saw the girl I'd been watching slowly coming towards me.

'Hello!' I said warmly. 'How are you?'

'Fine thank you.' she replied politely and sweetly.

Seeing her close up, I could see she was absolutely beautiful. Pretty as anything, with big soft brown eyes you felt you could dive into and swim around in, elfin faced with a little button nose, and a sexy slender almost boyish little body. She always wore a light blue leotard which was so tight, you could make out every little curve and indentation, especially around her bum and fleshy mound areas. You could actually make out her little pussy lips and clearly see the raised little nipples on her chest, which one day would become her firm little titties. Like a lot of the girls, particularly the younger ones, I could see her knickers underneath as they poked out of the leg holes. I noticed hers were lilac.

'So what's your name then?' I asked.

'Tina.' she replied.

'Nice to meet you Tina!' I said holding out my hand.

She took it and we shook, before I kissed the back of it. Tina giggled, making sweet little dimples appear in her cheeks.

'My name's Peter... Cheryl's husband. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?'

She shook her sweet little head, making her long silky hair swish.

'Can I call you Uncle Peter?' she asked quietly.

'Course you can... it's better than calling me Beryl!' I laughed.

Tina giggled sweetly.

'Why don't you sit down here?' I said patting the chair next to me.

Tina sat herself down as I admired her smooth, sexy white thighs with the little bits of lilac material poking out from each leg hole of her leotard.

'How old are you then poppet?' I asked.

'8' she told me.

Cheryl came walking back over.

'Royal audience over?' I asked sarcastically.

Cheryl ignored my barbed comment.

'Hello Tina... you chatting my old man up?' she laughed.

Tina smiled sweetly.

'I better go for a wee before we start up again,' she announced, 'see you later Uncle Peter!'

'Bye darling!' I said as she got up and headed off.

Cheryl took her place on the chair.

'What is it?' she asked.

'What's what?' I asked her.

'Whatever it is you've got?'

I was totally befuddled.

'Start again and stop talking in bloody riddles woman. What are you on about?'

'You?' she said. 'What is it you've got. The girls adore you... and Tina never talks to ANY man... her Mum told me that. She's really shy, yet here she was sitting chatting to you!'

'Well... you've either got it or you haven't' I laughed.

'Shut up!' she laughed before kissing me briefly and then calling the girls to order.

As we neared the end of practice, parents began to arrive to pick up their offspring and I met Tina's Mum for the first time. She was a pleasant enough woman and during our brief conversation, I found out she lived quite close to us.

'If it makes life easier,' I told her, 'we could always pick Tina up and drop her off afterwards. You're only around the corner and we're coming here anyway?'

'Well I normally take turns with Chrissie's Mum as she lives near to us too.'

'That's okay,' I replied, 'there's plenty of room in the car for the pair of them. It just seems daft you coming backwards and forwards when we're coming here and then passing your door on the way home?'

'If you're really sure?' she said.

'No problem!' I told her. 'The only time I won't be able to is when I'm on late shift, but that's only once a month and I'm sure Cheryl will sort that out with you as she'll have to get a taxi herself?'

'Thanks,' she said, 'that'll certainly make life easier.'

Cheryl dismissed the girls and Tina came running over to her Mum, giving her a hug.

'Oh I see...' I laughed. 'I don't get one then?'

'It's not you,' Tina's Mum Liz told me. 'She's like that with everyone. Especially men.'

To both of our surprise, Tina turned round and hugged me too.

'Oh wow! Thank you!' I told her.

'Blimey!' Liz laughed. 'I think she likes you!'

I looked down at Tina who beamed me a smile. Cheryl came and joined us and I told her about offering a lift to Tina and Chrissie.

'Makes sense,' she agreed. 'Actually if you hang about Liz, we can give you a lift home tonight if you haven't arranged anything?'

'Thank you,' she replied. 'We usually get a cab from the office down the road, so thanks!'

As the girls made their way out and home, there were lots of waves and calls of 'byes' and 'see you!'

Soon we were pulling up outside Liz's house.

'Thanks again!' she said as she got out.

Tina followed with her little pink holdall, her baton sticking out of the end. Then she ran round to my window and I pulled it down.

'Thank you Uncle Peter!' she said with a smile before reaching in, hugging my neck and kissing me on the cheek.

'Bloody hell!' Liz laughed, 'you ARE privileged! Come on madam, let's get you indoors.'

As I pulled away, Tina stood there waving and smiling.

The next practice session, I was on a late shift. I came in at my usual time around 11.30pm and flopped into an armchair before lighting a cigarette as Cheryl came in with a much welcomed coffee.

'You were well missed tonight,' she said casually as she sat down.

'Oh yeah...' I said sarcastically, assuming her Mum had said something cutting.

'Seriously!' she told me. 'Virtually every girl there asked where you were, thinking you was unwell. Poor little Tina was almost in tears... until I explained you had to work.'

'Oh love her...' I replied. 'She's a right little sweetheart!'

'She certainly missed you. She said I had to say hello to you so... hello!'

'Nutter!' I laughed as I sipped my coffee.

On the next practice night, I pulled up outside Tina's house to pick her up. Cheryl jumped out to go and knock on the door but it was already open by the time she reached it. As the two women chatted, Tina came bounding out, pink holdall in her hand and climbed into the back.

'Hello you!' I said warmly.

'Hiya!' she smiled. 'I missed you last week!'

'So I heard!' I laughed. 'But I have to go to work sweetheart.'

'Yeah... I know,' she said sadly, 'but I still missed you!'

'Nice to know somebody does...' I laughed as Cheryl got back in and we made our way to practice.

Once there I was greeted by most of the girls like a long lost relative. Clearly they'd taken to me. One of my other favourites was a little blonde 6 year old called Dawn, who also happened to live not far from us. The moment she saw me, she came bounding across the hall, her little blonde bunches flying around.

'Uncle Peter!' she shrieked.

'Hiya cupcake!' I said holding my arms out for the usual hug she gave me. 'Did you miss me?'

'Uh-huh.' she nodded.

'I'll have to go to work more often then!' I laughed as she gave me a hard stare.

It was about halfway through the first session that Tina asked Cheryl if she could sit out. She wandered over towards me and I noticed she looked a bit pale as she sat down.

'You okay sweetheart?' I asked.

'Feel a bit sick... and my tummy hurts...' she told me.

'Oh dear,' I said sympathetically. 'How about some fresh air see if that helps?'

Tina nodded. I attracted Cheryl's attention and told her that I was taking Tina outside for some fresh air, explaining what was wrong. I held her hand as Tina and I wandered around the school grounds and ended up sitting on a bench in the playground as I smoked a cigarette. I wasn't meant to smoke on the premises, but what the hell.

'How you feeling now sweetheart?' I asked as I put my right arm around her.

'Sickly feelings gone...' she said quietly, 'but my tummy still hurts.'

'You poor thing.' I sympathised as I gave her flat little tummy a rub with my other hand.

'Feels a bit better when you rub it,' she told me.

We sat there for around ten minutes, but I was acutely aware that the school was in a residential area. If someone happened to wander by and saw a man rubbing the tummy of an 8 year old girl dressed only in a leotard, they might get the wrong idea. I was also aware that it would be break time for the rest of the girls soon.

'Shall we head back in?' I suggested.

Tina nodded, so we made our way back to the building. On the way we bumped into John, the school caretaker. He was a nice bloke and I quite liked him. It seemed nothing was too much trouble for him either. He opened the place up, left us to our own devices and reappeared at the end of practice to lock up unless we needed him.

'Hi John!' I called out.

'Hello mate,' he stopped in his tracks with a cheery smile. 'How's life treating you?'

'Not very often!' I replied with a laugh.

'I know the feeling. Hello Missy... what's up with you then?'

'Sore tummy.' I answered for her.

'Oh no...' he said sadly, 'that's not nice. Especially when you got a big tummy like mine!' he laughed, patting his big belly.

Tina half laughed.

'Would you like to use the medical room?' he asked. 'There's a bed in there where she can have a lie down?'

'That'd be useful.'

John removed a key from his large bunch.

'There you go,' he said handing it to me. 'I'll get it back from you at home time.'

'Thanks John, I appreciate it.'

'No problemo!' he called back cheerily over his shoulder as he continued on his way.

We got back into the hall just as they were breaking up. Cheryl wandered over.

'Feeling any better Tina?' she asked.

'Not much...' she replied miserably.

'Best stay sitting out then sweetie,' she told her.

'I bumped into John outside...' I told her. 'He gave me the key to the medical room so she can have a lie down.'

'That's a good idea' Cheryl replied, 'if you take her there I'll make sure no-one disturbs you.'

'I'll take her along in a minute,' I said as we both sat down.

Little blonde Dawn came bounding over for her usual break time hug and to sit on my lap.

'Hello cupcake!' I said as she got closer.

'Why do you call me cupcake Uncle Peter?' the little 6 year old asked with a quizzical look on her sweet pixie face.

'Because....'

'Because what?' she said attempting to be stern but failing miserably, her hands on her hips like a right little madam.

'Because.... cupcakes are sweet and lovely... and so are you!'

I looked straight into her sparkling blue eyes.

'And... I just loooove cupcakes!' I said as I gave her a playful little cuddle.

Dawn smiled and then giggled like mad.

'Are you not very well Tina?' Dawn asked concerned.

Tina shook her head.

'Tummy ache...' she mumbled.

Dawn came close to Tina and gave her a big hug.

'Hope you get better soon!' she said.

I thought that was such a lovely gesture from the cute little girl.

'Thanks,' Tina said feebly before Dawn skipped off to join some friends.

'Here,' Cheryl returned, handing me a plastic cup filled with hot water so that I could make a coffee and another to Tina with some juice in it.

'Oh just what the doctor ordered!' I said appreciatively. 'I think I'll take her to the medical room.'

'Okay love... see you later,' she replied, bending down and kissing my forehead and then Tina's. 'Hope you feel better soon Tina.'

We stood up with our drinks.

'Grab your holdall as well sweetie,' I said. 'You won't be doing any more practice tonight!'

The medical room was a bit like a doctors surgery with a desk, medical charts on the wall, a screen and a bed with an armchair next to it.

'That bed looks nice and comfy!' I said as I locked the door, 'why don't you have a lie on it?'

Tina nodded and lay down on it. I couldn't help but look at her lovely rounded bum and her protruding fleshy little mound in that tight, light blue leotard, her knickers visible around the leg holes again. This time they were white with some sort of pattern on them. I sat in the chair and sipped my coffee.

'Will you rub my tummy again please Uncle Pete?' she asked.

'It's a bit hard to reach from here darling,' I told her.

She went quiet for a moment.

'You can lay next to me?' she suggested.

'You sure that's okay?'

Tina nodded as she shuffled over to make room. I got onto the bed and lay next to her, my left arm around her and my right one softly rubbing her tummy.

'Can you rub a bit lower...' she asked, 'that's where it hurts most.'

I moved my hand down a little but I was still in the wrong place. Tina took my hand and put it where it hurt, which was just above that delicious looking little pussy of hers. I gently rubbed.

'That's better,' Tina said.

My fingertips were literally millimetres away from the top of her slit and I decided to chance my arm. As I rubbed her tummy, I discreetly moved my fingertips down a little and allowed them to brush lightly across her mound. The first time I did it, I thought I heard her gasp, so I did it again. This time I definitely heard her suck her breath in.

'You okay poppet?' I checked.

'Yeah...' she said quietly, 'but can you do it a bit harder and a bit lower?'

I knew what she wanted me to do, but I didn't let on. Yet. I rubbed with a little more pressure, this time making it obvious when my fingertips travelled across her soft little mound.

'That's nice...' she sighed.

'My rubbing your tummy?' I asked quietly, 'or...'

I didn't finish the sentence. I wanted Tina to be the one to mention it first. She was quiet again for a second.

'The other thing... with your fingers?' she finally said in barely a whisper.

'You like that?' I asked.

'Uh-huh,' she nodded, 'it feels really nice.'

'Do you want me to do it some more?' I asked her.

Tina nodded again.

'If I do...' I said, 'you'll have to keep it a secret... just between us. If anyone finds out that I touched you down there, I'll be in very big, very serious trouble?'

She turned to look at me.

'I won't tell no-one...' she said solemnly. 'I promise!'

I kissed her on the forehead.

'Thank you.'

This time there was no pretence of rubbing her tummy. I ran my fingers over the fleshy mound of her pussy, over the top of her tight leotard.

'Ooh...' she sighed.

'Open your legs a bit for me poppet... there's a good girl.'

Tina parted her sexy little legs. I gently rubbed the soft smooth skin of her upper thigh before running my fingers along the indentation where her little lips met. As I rubbed her between the legs I said quietly, 'how about taking your leotard off for me darling?'

She looked at me.

'But you'll see my 'gina and my bum if I do that?'

I smiled.

'I know. I want to!'

'What if someone comes?' she asked.

'They won't. Cheryl's going to make sure we're not disturbed. Anyway, the door's locked and I've got the key!' I winked at her.

'Okay,' she finally said, sitting up and pulling her leotard off her shoulders.

I helped her pull it down and as her chest was revealed I got my first look at those lovely raised nipples. In fact for a girl of 8, there was a noticeable bit of development going on which surprised me.

'Lift your bum up darling...' I said as I eased it down to reveal those knickers she had on underneath.

I pulled her leotard right off so that she was just in her knickers.

'Mmm... they are sexy!' I said.

I looked at her little white knickers printed with little pink polka dots all over them, before I hooked my thumbs into the elastic and gently eased them down over her slender, boyish hips. Again, Tina lifted her bum up off the bed to assist me as I slowly tugged them down to her knees and then right off. I got my first glimpse of her sexy, bald little pussy and now it was my turn to gasp.

'Oh wow... you are a beautiful, sexy little girl, and your gina is gorgeous!' I told her.

From previous experience, I knew it was better to use the same words as she did for her pussy.

'Can you bend your legs so your feet are flat on the bed.... now open them a bit? Good girl!'

I looked into those soft, brown eyes of hers and kissed her sweet, luscious little lips.

Tina responded by putting her arms around my neck. I stroked her hair out of her eyes.

'I think you are beautiful Tina, I really do...' I told her.

The 8 year old smiled and then kissed me as my right hand travelled to her chest. Using my thumb I lightly circled her darker pink areola, before gently running it over her hard raised little nipples and then tenderly squeezing the raised mound itself. My hand then moved lower, across the fantastically smooth skin of her tummy, stopping to tickle her tummy button with my finger making her giggle, and then down to that sexy, fleshy, hairless little mound. I ran my finger along her soft little lips and was surprised at how wet and slippery she was. Tina was clearly turned on.

'Ooh...' she sighed as I ran my finger up and down it.

'That nice darling...' I whispered tenderly.

She nodded. I continued to grind my fingers along the slit as I used my thumb on the hard little nubbin at the top, applying pressure in tiny circles.

'Oh yeah...' she gasped, 'that's really nice... what you're doing... right at the top... ooh... yeah... just there!'

I rubbed harder and faster as I brought my lips to hers again. This time, I held her head in place with my left hand as I pushed my tongue into her sweet mouth. Tina caught on extremely quickly and soon we were French kissing passionately as I continued to finger the 8 year old. Suddenly, I felt little Tina starting to shake and judder. I pressed my thumb into her little love button even harder as the circles got smaller and smaller.

'Ooh... yeah... nice... aaahhh... feels so.... nice...' Tina sighed as her little legs suddenly clamped shut around my hand.

I managed to extract it and watched Tina, her eyes closed in sheer ecstasy and biting down on her bottom lip as waves of pleasure washed over her, and her little 8 year old body shook. I held her close to me and let her ride out her first ever orgasm. When Tina finally opened her eyes again, she smiled at me dreamily.

'Hello!' I laughed.

'That... was so... so...'

'Nice?' I suggested.

'Yeah... no... yeah... more than nice though...'

I laughed again.

'So you liked it?'

She nodded furiously.

'I never felt like that before... what did you do?'

'I made you cum sweetheart!' I told her, even though I knew she didn't really know what that was.

'Oh wow... that was so nice. What do you mean... you made me cum?'

I explained to her about orgasms, pre-cum and cum itself, plus how and why her little pussy became all wet and slippery.

'Urrgh!' she screwed her little nose up with a laugh. 'So that comes out of your willy?'

'Yup!' I laughed.

'And little girls and boys actually swallow it as well?'

'Yup!' I repeated as I laughed again.

'Do they like it?'

'Well none of them have ever complained. Do you think you might want to do that?'

'Dunno!' she said.

'How's your tum now babes?'

'Much better...' she smiled.

I suddenly became aware of the time.

'You better get dressed,' I said, 'nearly finishing time!'

I helped Tina into her knickers and then she dressed in her tracksuit. We had another kiss and cuddle before we straightened the bed.

'Don't forget it's our secret!' I reminded her.

'I won't.' she told me. 'When will we do it again?'

'You want to do it again?'

She nodded enthusiastically.

'Not sure, I'll sort something out. Will you touch mine when we do?'

'Maybe...' she replied with a certain little glint in her eye.

I had little doubt that she would. We made our way back to the hall, bumping into John on the way.

'You look much better!' he said smiling at Tina.

'Tummy aches gone!' she said with a smile.

'Ah see... Peter's a great nurse!' he laughed.

'Oh here's your key... thanks for that. I think the lie down helped.'

'Any time!' he replied. 'Just shout if you ever need the key again.'

We entered the hall just as they were finishing up. Cheryl came over.

'You look better Tina?'

'I feel it thank you,' she replied.

'Uh oh... here comes trouble!' I laughed holding my arms out.

'I heard that!' the little blonde whirlwind that was Dawn said, before the sweet little 6 year old leapt into my arms for a hug and a kiss.

I swung her round in my arms as I gave her a hug, surreptitiously squeezing her little bum cheeks through her tight white little shorts. I'd had lots of little touches and fondles of her bum, and Dawn had never ever once complained. Maybe she never noticed, although I was pretty convinced that she had. I harboured very high hopes of taking things a lot further with little Dawn, but unfortunately the opportunity hadn't arisen where I could take advantage.

Yet.

'Will you be here next time?' she asked as she hung on my neck with her spindly little legs wrapped around my waist.

'No.' I said, trying to keep a straight face.

Hers fell.

'Why?'

'Because I'll have to put up with cheeky little rascals like you!' I laughed.

Playfully she smacked my arm.

'Yeah course I will darling...' I admitted.

'Come on Dawn!' her Mum called laughing. 'Put your boyfriend down!'

'You better go...' I said, 'Mummy's calling you!'

I gave her another final hug and a peck on the lips before I put her back down and she ran to her Mum.

'Bye Uncle Pete!' she called again blowing me a kiss.

'Bye darling!' I called back.

A few more girls called out their goodbyes to me and I called back.

'You okay babes?' I winked at Tina.

She nodded and winked back. Soon we were on our way home and pulling up at Tina's house.

'Bye Uncle Peter... and thank you!' the little girl said before climbing out.

'I best just explain to Liz...' Cheryl said getting out with her.

The two women stood on the doorstep chatting as Tina came running back round to my side of the car. I opened the door and Tina stood in the gap. I placed my hands on her waist before checking no-one could see us and moving my hands down onto her bum, gave it a fondle.

'I really liked what you did...' she told me again, 'and next time... I'll do it to you... if you show me how to do it...'

'Thank you darling,' I replied, giving her a hug and another kiss on her lips. 'Don't forget to keep it a secret though?' I winked.

'I won't!'

I gave her another hug and had another quick fondle of her sweet little bum before I saw Cheryl making a move to leave.

'You better go indoors now darling. Bye sweetheart!'

'Bye Uncle Pete!'

She went to go in and then came back yet again.

'What now?' I laughed.

She gave me another kiss.

'Love you!' she said quickly and then ran off, passing Cheryl on the path and giving her a hug and a kiss too.

'Liz said thank you for what you done for Tina tonight,' she said getting back in.

No I thought, thank you Tina for what you did for ME tonight. I was already looking forward to when I could be alone with her again, whenever that might be.

As it happens, it was much sooner than I expected. The following day I was on an early shift followed by a couple of days off, so I got home around 1pm, flopped on the sofa and lit a cigarette as Cheryl brought me in a coffee.

'Darh....linnnn...' she said in that tone which meant she wanted something.

'Yes my little ray of shining light?' I replied in the same tone.

'Mum phoned earlier...'

'No!' I said immediately.

'You don't know what I'm going to say yet?'

'Whatever it is... when it comes to your mother... the answer is no!' I repeated.

'She wants me to go over... I only want you to run me over...'

'I'd rather run HER over!' I laughed at my little joke. '...And for good measure I'd back up and do it again!'

'Ha ha! I meant run me over to her house?'

'Suppose so...' I replied reluctantly.

'Oh and there was another phone call,'

'Oh yeah?'

'Liz. Tina's Mum?' Cheryl informed me.

'Oh...' I said, trying not to sound too worried. 'What did she want?'

'Asked if you would pop in. She said she wants a private word with you... something to do with last night I think.'

I gulped nervously and hoped Cheryl didn't notice.

'You could call in on the way back after you drop me off?'

'Er... yeah... I'll do that.'

Shit, I thought. This could only mean one thing. Bloody hell!

I'd dropped Cheryl off and pulled up outside Liz's house, having smoked three cigarettes on the fifteen minute journey. I nervously looked around for anything that might look like a police car, but the road was deserted. I wanted to be anywhere else but where I was right at that moment. My stomach was in a knot, my mouth was as dry as sandpaper and I felt sick. My bowels weren't too clever either as I walked slowly up the path and rang the doorbell. The front door opened and Liz invited me. I tried to read her face and detect any signs of what was to follow, but she wasn't giving much away.

'Coffee?' she asked as she showed me into the lounge.

'Please,' I replied, taking a seat on the sofa.

I heard little footsteps on the stairs as Tina came charging down and burst into the lounge. She looked as always, absolutely delightful. Her long auburn hair was in a ponytail and she was wearing a little white hat with a large red cross on it. Over her normal clothes she was wearing a pretend nurses outfit, again with a large red cross on the front.

'Uncle Pete!' she screeched, running over to me for a hug and a kiss.

'Hiya Tina darling... or should I say Nurse Tina?'

She giggled as she hugged my neck. I was going to try and ask her quietly what she'd told her Mum, but Liz reappeared with the coffee.

'Don't mind if I smoke do you?' I asked.

'Not at all... I think I'll join you!' she said before adding, 'Tina go get Uncle Pete an ashtray, there's a good girl!'

Tina dashed out and returned quickly with a large clean glass ashtray which she handed to me as I offered one to Liz and we lit up.

'Thanks for coming by the way,' she said blowing the smoke out. 'I just wanted to have a chat with you.'

'What can I do for you?' I asked, trying to keep the nervousness out of my voice.

'It's about last night... at practice...' she began, 'Tina told me what you did.'

Tina dashed back out of the room.

'Oh... er... she did?' I replied somewhat nervously.

Jesus fucking Christ, I thought to myself. All I could envisage in my head were handcuffs, police, judges and prison cells, so what she was actually saying didn't register.

'And so... I just wanted to thank you...'

That was all I caught of what Liz had said. Tina wandered back in carrying a little brightly wrapped present and a card.

'Sorry? I was miles away there for a second...' I said.

'For being so caring and sitting with her... I... well WE just wanted to thank you properly!'

I breathed a big sigh of relief as Tina handed me the present with the card and gave me a kiss.

'Thank you Uncle Peter!' she said hugging me again.

'My pleasure!' I said with a smile. 'I couldn't see you in pain and not do anything could I?'

'Open them then!' Tina ordered.

'Yes nursey!' I laughed.

It was a large bar of my favourite chocolate.

'Oooh yummy, my absolute favourite!' I told her.

'I know... I asked Auntie Cheryl!' she giggled.

'Thank you,' I said, 'but you really didn't have to.'

Tina wasn't listening.

'Open your card!' she ordered.

I ripped it open to see a teddy on the front with a big thank you across it. I opened it and saw that Tina had written it herself complete with her childish spellings:

"To Uncle Peter... Fank u four lokin afta me. Lotz ov luv Tina xxx"

'Aww thank you poppet!'

I gave her another hug as the phone rang in the hallway.

'Excuse me,' Liz said as she went to answer it, pulling the lounge door to behind her.

'Come here you!' I whispered when Liz was out of earshot.

Tina came close and I fondled her little bum over the top of the tight little shorts she had on.

'I thought for a minute that you'd told Mummy what we'd done!' I whispered.

Tina was puzzled by this.

'But you said it was a secret and I shouldn't?'

'It is... and you shouldn't...' I confirmed.

'Then why would I tell her?' she asked like I was a total idiot.

Actually, that was exactly what I felt like. A total idiot as I heard Liz ending her conversation.

'Jump up here!' I said to Tina as I patted my lap.

Tina climbed up and Liz returned with a worried look on her face.

'You okay Liz?' I asked.

'Yeah... no... not really. Mum's had another fall. I don't mean to be rude but I'll have to kick you out. I need to get over there. You madam, upstairs quickly and take that off. We have to go to Nana's, she's hurt herself.'

Tina jumped down, ran out of the room and up the stairs.

'Anything I can do?' I offered.

'Not really,' she said gathering some bits up.

'Well let me at least run you over to her place?'

'Thanks,' Liz replied, 'that'll be a great help.'

'Actually... ' I had a sudden thought, 'Tina could come back with me and I'll keep an eye on her for you if you want?'

'Oh I couldn't impose on you like that!' Liz protested.

'Course you could!' I laughed. 'Cheryl's over the old bag's...'

Liz looked at me strangely.

'Her mothers!' I laughed.

'Oh,' Liz laughed too. 'I know you two don't exactly get along...'

'You could say that!' I replied. 'Anyhow, I'm at a loose end and Tina's delightful company!'

'Well if you're sure. It would be easier to help Mum without her there...'

'That's settled then. Don't worry about what time you get back. I can feed her and if it's really late, Cheryl can always make her up a bed on the sofa.'

'I don't know how to thank you.'

'You don't have to!' I assured her as Tina came back in.

'Instead of Nana's... you're going with Uncle Peter and he's going to look after you for me okay?'

'Yeah!' Tina squealed with delight.

'Sorted!' I laughed, looking forward to an afternoon with little 8 year old Tina.

I dropped Liz off and Tina jumped into the front passenger seat before I pulled away and made my way home. Tina couldn't stop smiling, knowing she was coming back to my place and spending some time with me. Mind you, neither could I. Now she'd taken the nurses outfit off, I could see what she was actually wearing. A thin white sleeveless top and a pair of tight white shorts. They were very tight and the material very thin, her little pink knickers underneath clearly visible through them.

'Uncle Peter...' Tina said quietly looking up at me.

'Yes darling?'

'When we get to your house...' she said shyly, 'are we going to... you know... do what we did before... last night?'

'Did you like that then?'

She nodded her head.

'Hmm... we might do!' I laughed. 'This time though... are you going to make me feel nice as well?'

She thought for a second before she smiled and nodded.

For some strange reason that I couldn't quite fathom, I seemed to drive home just that little bit faster!

Soon we were sitting in my lounge, with my arms wrapped around sweet little 8 year old Tina as she sat on my lap.

'Do I get a kiss then?' I asked.

Tina brought her lips to mine and kissed me briefly.

'Oh I see...' I teased, 'I don't get a nice long sexy one like yesterday then?'

Tina giggled as she hugged my neck and kissed me again, only this time she left her lips on mine and pushed her tongue through into my mouth. As we kissed, I ran my hand over those cute raised mounds on her chest, lingering to play with her tiny rock hard little nipples, before moving my hand down to her thighs. I was pleased to find that as I stroked the top of Tina's leg, she parted her legs automatically to allow me better access. We broke away as my fingertips brushed lightly between her legs, over her mound.

'Mmm.... that's nice,' she sighed as I rubbed her harder.

I wasn't sure whether it was my imagination or not, but she felt a bit damp there.

'By the way...' I whispered in her ear, 'I think your pink knickers are really sexy!'

She looked at me suspiciously.

'How do you know I've got pink knickers on?' she asked.

'You can see them through your shorts...' I told her '...and they look very nice. Jump down a tick babes... I want to see them properly!'

I lifted her to the floor, and Tina instinctively knew what I was going to do next. As I hooked my thumbs into her waistband and pulled, she wiggled her hips sexily as I eased them down and those lovely little pink knickers I'd been admiring came into view. I pulled Tina's shorts right down and she stepped out of them before I put my arms around her and slipped my hands into the back of her knickers, caressing and squeezing her soft little bum.

'I love your bum...' I told her. 'It's cute, soft and very, very sexy!' I told her. 'Lift your arms darling.'

Tina raised her arms and I pulled her top off so she stood there in just her knickers and socks. I cupped my hand between her legs and there was definitely a dampness there. Little 8 year old Tina was turned on.

'You feel really sexy don't you?' I said.

Tina nodded.

'How did you know?'

'Aha...' I laughed like it was a big secret.

She looked at me as I took hold of one of her hands and guided it between her legs.

'Can you feel that?' I asked as I pressed her own fingers onto her knickers.

'It feels like I wet myself!' she giggled.

'When you get turned on... you know when you feel sexy... your pussy gets all wet,' I explained.

'Pussy? I haven't got a cat!'

I laughed.

'Sorry.... that's the grown up word for... what do you call it... you gina?'

'Oh,' she said before asking, 'Why?'

'Why what?'

'Why does it go wet. Is it wee?'

'No it's not wee poppet.' I said. 'Let's take these down...' I tugged at the sides of her knickers, 'and then I can explain.'

I gently eased her cute little knickers down over her lovely bum and pulled them down to her knees, before Tina reached down and pulled them the rest of the way off. I ran my finger along her lovely slippery little slit, before I took hold of her hand.

'Stick your finger out...' I told her as I guided it between her legs, 'now run it along there...'

Tina ran her finger along the folds of her sweet, soft pussy lips.

'It's all slippery!' she said.

'Yup,' I told her. 'Your gina does that when you're all excited.'

'Why though?' she wanted to know.

'Because it makes it easier to put things in it then... like your finger and other stuff.'

'What other stuff?'

'Well anything that will fit really, mainly willy's though.' I told her.

I watched as she played with herself.

'Talking of willy's...' I said hugging her close to me, 'are you going to make me feel nice and special if I show you what to do, like you said you would?'

I moved my hands from her hips onto her bum and squeezed her cheeks. Tina smiled at me and nodded.

'Get it out then?' I said.

I felt Tina fumbling around with my trousers. She seemed to be having a bit of trouble so I undone the button before I unzipped them for her to make it easier. I felt her soft, hot little hands go into my pants.

'Urrgh!' she pulled them back out quickly.

'What's the matter babes?' I laughed.

'It's all gooey and squidgy in there!' she complained with a sweet little giggle.

I laughed harder. I just love the way kids explain things.

'Remember what I told you about the stuff called pre-cum... and the other stuff called cum?'

'Uh-huh.'

'That's what that is... pre-cum,' I explained.

'It... it's really gooey and slippery!' she said as she slowly put her hand back into my pants. 'Your willy is so big... and it's hot!'

I lifted my bum up, pulling the back of my pants and jeans down.

'Pull the front of them down poppet and get it out.'

She did as I requested and soon my cock was free.

'Blimey!' she said. 'There's loads of that... that pre stuff!'

'Pre-cum.' I reminded her.

'Yeah that!' she giggled.

'That's because I'm here with a very pretty, sexy little girl...' I said as I took hold of her warm, soft little hands and placed them around it.

'It's really hot...' she said, 'and kind of spongy as well.'

Tina squeezed it and I sighed. She quickly pulled her hands off and looked at me with extreme concern.

'Did I hurt you? Sorry!'

'No darling...' I laughed with a big smile, 'you didn't hurt me sweetie. In fact, just the opposite. It felt SO nice...'

'Oh.' the sweet little girl said simply as she replaced her hands back around it. 'What do I do now?' she asked.

'Move your hands up and down it darling... like this...'

I cupped my big rough hands over her dainty little soft ones and guided her.

'Hold it nice and firm... that's it poppet... and you move them up to the top and back down again... that's the idea...'

Tina was a fast learner as I taught her the art of pleasuring a man with her hands.

'Now a little faster... that's it... you're doing that so well and making me feel really nice. The faster you do that... the nicer you make me feel...' I explained.

Tina made the connection extremely quickly.

'Like when you rubbed my gina... my pussy?' she corrected herself, preferring to try and use the 'grown up' words I'd used. 'When you did it really fast at the top... it felt nicer and nicer...'

I nodded.

'It's exactly the same... ooh that's nice...' I gasped as Tina's little hands continued their motion.

For her very first time, the 8 year old was doing very well. She was a little clumsy of course, but that was to be expected for a first time and for one so young. It often happened, but I found as they became more proficient in their art, it soon stopped and they became little experts in wanking. I always found it fascinating to watch a naive little girl (or boy even) like Tina, take their first tentative steps in their sexual education and awakening. I was always amazed at how quickly they turned from apparent, innocent little angels their parents and everyone else assumed they were, into raving precocious and highly sexed little beings, often to the point of becoming near nymphomaniacs.

I looked at sweet little Tina. The look of dedicated concentration on her face said it all. I felt certain that she would end up in that category as I watched her little hands working on my cock and I felt an orgasm fast approaching.

'Remember what I told you about the special feelings?' I asked her.

'Uh-huh...' she murmured as she continued to concentrate literally on the job in hand... or both hands as it happened.

'Well... you're doing that so good... I'm going to get them in a minute...' I informed her.

'Does that mean...' she gasped through her strenuous efforts, 'that your stuff is going... to come out of it?'

'Yup...' I nodded as I felt the delicious feeling building up inside me. 'When it starts darling... don't stop until... I tell you... okay....'

Tina nodded her sweet little head. I got the impression she was extremely keen to see this happen as her tiny hands got even faster, becoming a blur as she wanked me with all her 8 year old might.

'Oh god...' I gasped, '...here it comes... get ready.... oh fuck yeahhh...'

My cock suddenly erupted in Tina's soft little hands, sending thick ropes of cum high into the air. Big globs landed on my stomach with another landing on Tina's pretty little cheek making her giggle like mad. But she did as I'd instructed, and she never stopped for a moment, even when the spurts became less forceful, dribbled down my shaft and coated her soft little hands.

'Ooh fuck... that was so nice... thank you poppet... oh yeah... you can stop now darling...'

Slowly and it appeared somewhat reluctantly, little Tina pulled her hands off my cock, long stringy strands of thick cum stretching thinly from my cock to her tiny fingers as she looked at the stuff with a giggle.

'Urrgh...' she giggled sweetly.

'What?' I laughed as I looked at the expression on her sweet 8 year old face.

'It's hot... and really slippery...' she giggled again as she ran the gloopy fluid through her fingers.

'That's the stuff that makes babies in ladies...' I told her.

Tina eyed me suspiciously.

'Really!' I told her.

'How?' she asked. 'I mean... did it make me?'

'Yup...' I confirmed, 'well not mine... but your Daddy's did!'

She eyed me again. She didn't look convinced.

'A man puts his cock... you know his willy... into a girl's or lady's pussy hole... you know her gina?'

I tried to explain it in a way that she would understand, using a mixture of her own words and the grown up ones. Tina looked at me for long moments before she giggled uncontrollably.

'What?' I laughed, infected by her giggling.

'That!' she giggled even more, 'Won't never fit in there...' she told me adamantly as she pointed between her own legs. 'And well....' she was cracking up totally now and couldn't even speak other than getting out the odd word. '...Mummy...'

She'd only said the one word, but I was pretty certain that I knew the point she was desperately trying to make, even if she was failing miserably. I was sure that she was trying to imagine her own Mum having sex... and was unable to.

Her giggling was so infectious that I found myself laughing with her.

'She did!' I told the giggly little 8 year old, but she wasn't buying it and simply shook her head.

I could understand how she felt though. I mean, I could never imagine my old man and old woman giving it some in the bedroom department, but they must have because I'm here... and so are my siblings so it was obviously more than once!

'Are you going to put yours inside me?' she asked somewhat nervously.

'I'd like to... some day...' I told her honestly, 'but only if YOU want me to. But not today. I think we've had enough fun for today... and I think I'd best get you cleaned up you messy little Missy!'

Tina looked at the gooey mess and began to giggle again. I put my arms around her and gave her a kiss before I lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom for the clean up operation. As it happens, it was good timing as I'd just helped the sweet 8 year old to get dressed when Cheryl rang to be picked up. I explained to her that we were looking after Tina while Liz tended to her mother, but Cheryl loved Tina too, so it wasn't a problem. Mind you, I can guarantee that Cheryl didn't love her half as much as I did!

End Of Part One