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Mae listened intently at Connor as he blabbed on and on about his baseball game

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Mae listened intently at Connor as he blabbed on and on about his baseball game. He showed her a picture on his camera that his mom took of the dirty uniform pants. He didn't tell her that he got scolded for getting them so torn up however, if he did his life would be ended and so would the date.

"I didn't think you'd actually say yes," Connor said, his cheeks turning a light shade of crimson.

Mae took a sip of her strawberry milkshake before shrugging, sliding the glass away from her pink lips.

"Well I finished my homework and I like milkshakes that's why I came." She admitted. Deep down Mae knew it was actually because she would have felt bad saying no to the blonde headed boy. He had been asking her for weeks. He even asked her to the school spring formal, but she didn't end up going.

She remembered how she sat in her house all night with the shades down. Harry wasn't pleased about that as he could no longer spy on her.

Connor pretended to ignore her comment as he casually put his legs up on the booth they were in. Mae looked around the small diner, spotting a red jukebox. Her eyes lit up.

"Give me a quarter,"

Connor dug around in his pockets, feeling the cold metal of the coin. He put in her hand and watched her get up and head over towards the machine. She had her back turned to him, to busy skimming through the songs.

When the night was over and the sun had set, Connor took mae home. He was happy she had come out with him even though she was at the jukebox most of the night. But at least none of his money went to waste as she drank every bit of the milkshake. She even ate some of his fries.

"Thankyou for the date," mae blushed.

"Course pretty girl." He said.

Mae exited the car, waving bye before walking up the steps to her home. She unlocked the front door completely oblivious to the grown man who was behind the bushes.

Harry waited all night for her to come back. He missed her after some time, and he couldn't keep himself away for too long. He always found himself right back here. He hated himself for stalking the adolescent this much, but it didn't do any harm to her.

Mae made it to her room, closing the door before unzipping her dress. It had been itching her delicate back all night due to the lace that covered her shoulders. When the zipper came just above her ass it was a relief. It felt soothing, like finally itching an itch you couldn't find. She slid the material down her legs, unaware of Harry, who by now had his hands in his pants.

This is what he looked forward to when she was finally his. He adored her body, even though she was young. But she was almost 18 so to him it didn't matter much.

Mae threw off her bra, letting it fall to her floor as she searched her dressers for some night clothes. Her eyes skimmed different fabrics. She had some pants and shirts, some nightgowns, some silky nighttime gowns, and some t-shirts. She held two options up, reviewing them.

Harry stared at her lovely behind. Her slim back curved into that ass he loved so much. It wasn't big, but it was perky and had just the right amount of fat for him to grab. Her breasts were something more appealing. Pale but perky.

Harry's hand was wrapped around himself, shifting it in one direction as he watched Mae get dressed. She didn't change her panties tonight- what a shame.

She decided on a T-shirt. She folded her nightgown and put it back, slipping on the cotton fabric that went down to her knees. She shut her dresser drawer and then headed over to take her jewelry off. Her earrings were first, then her rings, and finally she was done. She put them all in their right place.

Harry finished right then and there on himself. She was fully covered now, but the image of her almost completely naked was still burned in his brain.

Harry adjusted his pants, zipping them back up. He watched Mae crawl into her bed and settle down for the night. Her lamp turned off. It was his cue to leave now for her to rest, before he would do the same thing again tomorrow.

It wouldn't be long, he knew, before she was his.

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