Win a Date with Quinn_(0)

In the not-too-distant future a law will be passed. I do not really

know all the specifics or exactly why the law makers did this, but do any

of us really know why politicians do anything? To be perfectly honest I do

not really care why they did it, because, to make a long story short, the

outcome of the passing of this law has completely eliminated the `age of

consent' and has made all child pornography legal. It did not take long

after this law was passed for `kiddy porn' to move out of basements and

warehouses and become professionally produced at Hollywood studios. The

actors and actresses who perform in the films made at these studios have

become big stars. It is an interesting new world I live in, but if you

enjoyed these types of materials like I do, you would love it as much as

me.

It had been one of those days. You know the ones I am talking about.

All you want is for it to be over, but it just drags on and on and on. It

did help that it was Friday, and the end of a long week working in the

steel mill. When the clock on the wall finally struck 5:00 and my day was

finally over I was very pleased. I hopped into my beat up old Chevy and

drove to my tiny run down house. The first thing I noticed upon opening my

front door and stepping inside was the bright red light blinking on my

answering machine. I set down my work bag and crossed the room to the

table where my phone sat. I was just about to push the button to play back

my waiting message, but decided to check the caller I.D. first. I picked

up the cordless phone and scanned through my missed calls. They were

mostly all 800 numbers. "Bill collectors", I thought. Then I noticed one

more missed call. This one was from Erin. Erin and I had been seeing each

other for a couple months now. She was a sweet little piece of ass. She

was in her early 20's, but looked much younger, just the way I liked them.

My mind flashed back to our last date the week before. The farthest I had

ever gotten with her was the heavy petting we did sitting on my couch that

night. With hopes of my message being from her, and the possibility of

picking up where we left off, I pushed the play button on the machine.

First I got very excited, and then my heart sank.

"Hey Joe, it's Erin. Didn't want to do this on the phone, but oh well.

It's over. Bye" was all that the message said. "Fucking fantastic," I said

out loud, knowing there was no one around to hear me. Suddenly the phone

began to ring in my hand. It startled me for a moment and I push the talk

button to answer the call without thinking. I placed the phone to me ear

and said "Hello" quite a bit louder than I should have. The small voice

that came through the other end of the phone sounded a bit scared, but said

"Umm hello sir. This is Wendy with Gravity National Bank. We are calling

to see if you received the statement in your mail tod-" Click. I was in no

mood to talk to another bill collector today. Best to just hang up before

I went off on the poor girl, I thought. Her mentioning mail, though, did

remind me I should probably check to see what bills I received that day. I

went and opened my mail box, and pulled the stack of contents out. Mostly

bills, just as I assumed. But then I noticed the package at the bottom of

the stack. It was a rectangular shaped box, wrapped in brown paper. I

instantly knew what it was. How could I have forgotten about it? I

immediately got excited.

"Well things are starting to look up," I said once again to no one. I

threw the rest of the mail on my coffee table and ripped the paper from the

package. Inside was a DVD case. It put a smile on my face as I studied

the cover.

"Girls Next Door" was an innocent enough title, I thought to myself.

But the picture below it is what revealed what this movie was really about.

The man on the left side looking over his fence into his neighbor's back

yard could have been harmless enough, until you see the girl sunbathing

naked beside her pool, all of 14 years old, that he is starring at. I

could not blame the guy though, the girl was absolutely beautiful.

I quickly pulled open the case, removed the disk, and popped it into my

DVD player. I took my place on the couch, and unzipped my pants. I then

pushed play on my remote and the first scene of the film began to play.

This first scene featured the characters from the cover of the DVD box.

The scene opened with the young girl stripping off her already skimpy

bikini and beginning to rub tanning oil over her body, especially on her

budding breasts. I was instantly hard. I pulled my cock out of my pants

and began to slowly stroke it. As the scene on my television screen

continued, the young girl had finished rubbing oil on herself, and was

laying on her chair on her back. She was wearing sunglasses and nothing

else, and her legs were slightly spread. The camera was giving the viewer

a great view at the girl's bare pussy between her thighs. The viewer was

not the only one with a great view though. The young girl's neighbor was

watching her from over the fence that separated their yards. The man was

about my age, in his 30's, and was also stroking his cock, much like me.

The man began moaning a bit too loudly though, and the young girl

realized he was there. Instead of freaking out on the man, she got excited

and invited the man over. Soon the man and his young neighbor were fucking

on her chair next to the pool. Just as the man was pulling his slippery

cock out of the girl's tight hole and shooting his load over her perky,

budding tits, I too shot my load over my own chest.

Before the next scene of the film could start I stopped the DVD. I

needed to get myself cleaned up a little after my day at work, and I was

also pretty hungry. So I went and got a quick shower. I threw on a pair

of gym shorts and a t-shirt and walked to the kitchen to fix something to

eat. I was very excited about the rest of the evening would bring, so I

tried to quickly scarf down my food, but I was only about half done with my

sandwich when I started to get hard. Just thinking about the scene I had

already watched, and imagining the scenes still to come was getting me very

hot.

After finishing my food, I went back into the living room and prepared

myself to watch the rest of the film. I carried a towel with me and sat

down on the couch, ready for a nice long evening. I pushed play on the

remote and the second scene started.

It was several hours, and numerous jack offs, later when the movie

ultimately came to its end. It was by far one of the greatest movies I had

seen, and I had seen quite a few from this particular studio. I knew

images from this film would be dancing through my head for a long time to

come, but it was getting late and the weight of the day was starting to

press upon me. I got up off the couch and went to take the DVD out of the

player. When I opened the case to snap the disk back into its place, I

noticed there was a piece of paper slid behind the clips on the inside of

the cover. I did not pay any attention to it, however. I was very tired

and just shut the case, set it on the table, and went to bed.

I was very happy the following day was Saturday. I needed a day to just

sit around and do nothing. All through the night and into that morning,

one particular scene from my new movie kept going through my head. This

special scene was the reason I choose the video to order in the first

place. After watching all the scenes on the DVD it was by far the best. It

was the scene that featured Quinn.

It had been years since I discovered the company and the videos they

produced, but from that very first video I feel in love with the little

star named Quinn. She was around 10 or 11 years old then, and had grown

into an absolutely beautiful 13 or 14 year old now. Quinn had light brown

hair with blonde streaks that hung down a little past her shoulders. She

was thin and fit and had long slender legs and the nicest small budding

breasts. Quinn had the most adorable face with her slightly up turned nose

and full, pouty lips. It was Quinn's eyes, though, that I feel for. The

way she would look into the camera with those cool gray sparkly eyes made

it feel as though she was looking right at me and it was me that she was

making love to.

And that is exactly what I imagined, or what I intended to. I got

myself out of bed and went directly to my living room on a mission to put

my new movie in and watch the scene featuring Quinn while I jacked off

imagining it was me she was with. I may have been a bit too eager though,

because as I pulled open the case with much more force than required the

case fell from my hands and the contents spilled out. I bent to pick up

the case and the disk, and only then did I notice the slip of paper which

had also been in the case all along.

I picked up the paper and turned it over, looking for the first time at

the image on the front. I nearly exploded in my pants at the sight.

There, looking back at me, with those eyes that looked directly into me,

was the object of my affection, Quinn. The image was incredibly erotic,

while not even being nude. The pose Quinn had, along with the clothes she

wore, would have given anyone a thrill. It took a great deal of will

power, but I did finally pull my focus away from the image to read the

headline at the top of the page.

"Win a Date with Quinn!!" it read.

I nearly fainted.

I could not believe what I had just read. In fact I had to read it

three more times to make sure I really understood it correctly. I read the

entire card. It seemed all I had to do was fill out my personal

information on the bottom half and mail it back to the studio. It was a

"luck of the draw" sort of thing. I knew that if it was based on luck, I

really had no chance, based on the luck I had recently, but I wasted

absolutely no time. I immediately filled out the card, threw it in an

envelope and put it in my mail box. I raised the red flag on the right

side of the box to indicate to the mail carrier I had outgoing mail.

My mind was racing with the dreams and fantasies of what a date with

Quinn would be. I knew it was a one in a million shot, so I knew it would

probably never happen, but it would not hurt anything to imagine would it?

I popped the disk back into my DVD player and went directly to the scene

featuring Quinn, and imagined I was the guy she was making love to with a

renewed vigor, knowing there was a very slim, but still possible chance

that one day it really COULD be me.

The scene with Quinn opened with her walking a small dog through a park.

The camera continually changed, giving us many views of her from all sides,

allowing the viewer to get great views of her face, body, legs, and of

course her fantastic butt. Quinn is wearing a tank top and very short,

very tight shorts. We then see a man jog by Quinn going the opposite

direction. As he passes her, the man cannot help looking at her. As he

passes, he turns and looks at her from behind. The man stops running, then

as Quinn continues to walk and gets farther away, the man begins running in

her direction. Soon the man catches up to Quinn. He appears to want to

say something to her, but stops himself and runs past her.

The man gets a few yards in front of Quinn when we hear her begin to

call for him. He turns and we see her dog has somehow gotten away and

running toward him. Quinn is yelling, asking him to catch her dog. The

dog runs up to the man who grabs the dogs leash and holds it till Quinn

comes running up. Quinn thanks the man with a twinkle in her eye. Quinn

and the man begin to chat. Needless to say one thing led to another, and

before long Quinn and the man are on a blanket together naked. As the man

thrust himself in and out of Quinn's sexy naked body I could not help but

think, "what happened to the dog?" Then I realized what a foolish thought

that was as I was stroking myself, imagining being with Quinn myself.

As the mas in the video pulled his cock out of Quinn and began to shoot

his cum onto her sweet young face, I too began to cum, squirting my seed

onto my towel. "One day," I said to myself, "one day that'll be me, my

dear Quinn."

***

Weeks had gone by since the weekend I first received the video and sent

out my entry form for the contest. During that time, things had gone from

bad to worse. Work was terrible, and my love life was non-existent. I

still watched my video over and over again. I had just about every moments

of it memorized, and of course the scene with Quinn was still my favorite.

I had, however, just about forgotten all about the contest.

Then one day, when I was feeling especially down on my luck, I came home

from work to several new letters and messages from creditors wanting money.

It seriously upset me, but it was not anything new. I got myself cleaned

up, and was just getting ready to fix myself something for another lonely

dinner.

Suddenly, my door rang. My immediate thought was that coming to my door

was a new tactic for the creditors. I went and looked out of the window in

my front door, to see who was knocking. To say I was shocked by what I saw

would have been a huge understatement. I nearly fainted. I think I had a

mild heart attack. I quickly threw open the door, and standing there in

front of me was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen.

Quinn stood there with a wide smile on her face. She was wearing a

short skirt and a button up pink blouse. As our eyes met, she looked at me

with those wonderful eyes, just like I had seen her do in several videos

and pictures. Only now, she was ACUTALLY looking at me for the first time.

I was speechless, but like music to my ears, Quinn spoke to me.

"Hi!" she said, sounding very excited. "Are you Joseph Reeves?

"Yeah, I is, I mean Yes I am, I'm Joe," I stumbled all over my own words

trying to answer her.

"Well, congratulations!" Quinn said, "You've won a date with me!" She

extended her hand to me. I took it and shook her hand, making actual skin

to skin contact with the girl I had fantasized about more times than I

could remember.

Suddenly, two men dressed in business attire walked up behind Quinn.

Maybe they had been there the whole time and I was blind to everything

except Quinn, or maybe they had just arrived on the scene, but this was the

first time I noticed them. They introduced themselves as a producer for

the company, and Quinn's manager. It was difficult to pull my attention

away from Quinn, but I finally did and invited them all into my house so we

could talk.

I offered them all drinks. The two adult men politely said no, but

Quinn said yes, asking for a glass of milk, "Chocolate if you have it," she

added. Thankfully I had a weakness for ice cream, and kept a ready supply

of chocolate syrup in the house. I went to fetch my future date's drink

and brought it to her in the living room. I was walking on cloud 9, the

glass was shaking in my hand as I handed it to her. I could not believe

this was actually happening.

The four of us sat in my living room. Quinn sat on my couch along with

her manager. The producer sat on a chair next to the couch while I took

the chair opposite the couch. I could not take my eyes off Quinn, even as

the men began to talk.

"Okay, Mr. Reeves," the producer began "as Quinn said, you are the

lucky winner of our 'Win a Date' contest. And as such you entitled to take

Quinn here on a date."

I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I still found it hard

to take my eyes off the little angel sitting across from me. Quinn sat in

a playful manner, leaning back with her legs uncrossed, but close enough

together to not allow me to see up her cute little skirt. I know I had

seen up that skirt several times on film, but I desperately wanted to see

it with my own eyes. Quinn was looking all around my house, taking

everything in. She looked to the men as they talked, and occasionally our

eyes met. When my eyes met Quinn's she would give me the most beautiful

smile I had ever seen.

The producer continued, "So the specifics have been set up for the date,

Quinn will arrive here this Saturday at 7:00 pm. The two of you will be

taken to dinner, then to a club for some dancing."

Then the manager began talking, "This date, Mr. Reeves, Joe if I may,

is specifically dinner and dancing, NOTHING more, unless initiated by

Quinn."

"And there will be one camera man to follow you throughout the night,

and others stationed at each stop of the night to film" the producer added.

This last statement caught me by surprise, and drew my attention away

from Quinn for the first time. "Camera?" I asked. "Film? Film what?"

The two men looked at each other a bit confused. Then the producer

said, looking back at me, "To film the date. You did realize the date was

to be filmed, did you not?"

"Well I, um, no I guess I didn't" I said.

"So you didn't read the terms on the back of the entry form?" asked the

manager.

"Um no" I said, realizing I had gotten so excited by the entry form, I

did not take the time to read all of the rules in tiny type on the back of

the card.

"So is filming the date a problem?" the producer asked.

I was a little confused as to why they wanted to film the date, and

honestly a little nervous about it, but I looked back toward Quinn and our

eyes met again. She gave me another smile and I realized that I would do

absolutely anything to spend more time with her. "No, it's perfectly

alright to film it," I said.

"Okay, good," the producer said. "Now then, if you'll just sign this

release agreement." He pulled a piece of paper from the brief case he

carried and handed it to me along with a pen.

I took the items from the man and looked at them. I began to read, but

then once again, Quinn caught my eye, and that smile, ohh that smile. I

signed the papers without even reading. I did not know what I was signing,

possibly signing my life away, but it would have been well worth it for a

date with this beautiful young girl.

After I signed the paper the men got up. Quinn joined them and they

started toward the door. I stood up to walk them to the door. Quinn

handed me her now empty glass. "Thanks for the milk Joe," she said. "I

can't wait for our date." she added, giving me that smile one last time

that day.

"Me neither," I said. I wanted to say so much more to her, but I could

not find my words. I felt like a little school boy.

They all said their goodbyes, and they went out the door. But then the

producer turned back to me. He pulled an envelope from his coat pocket and

handed it to me. I opened it to find several large bills inside.

"Get yourself something nice to wear and get yourself cleaned up," he

said.

"Um thanks," I said. I thought I looked okay, and I thought I had nice

enough clothes, but what the hell did I know? For a date with Quinn, it

would be worth it. I knew the worst part would be waiting till that

Saturday.

***

It seemed like it took forever, but finally it was Saturday. I woke up

that morning very anxious. I did not sleep very well the night before. I

was up all night thinking and dreaming about my date with Quinn. I knew

that it would take forever for 7 o'clock to finally come around. I found

myself not being able to sit still or focus on anything. I would pace

around the room, then sit and try to watch TV, then be up walking again in

minutes. I felt an itch in the pit of my stomach all day that made eating

anything impossible.

Finally at about 5:00 I decided to get ready. I shower and shaved. I

had the new clothes I purchased spread out on my bed. I put on my new

pants and slipped into my new shirt. I buttoned it up and then put on my

new tie. I looked at myself in my mirror. I thought I looked good. I

hoped I looked good enough for Quinn and her producers.

Getting dressed may not have been the best decision, because I was now

even more nervous than before. I felt like I was sweating through my

shirt. I ran into the bathroom to put on more deodorant and maybe some more

body spray. Just as I was about to spray I heard a knock.

It was the front door. Quinn was there. She was knocking on my door.

My heart stopped and I froze in place. My dreams were about to come true.

I rushed to the front door and pulled it open. Quinn stood there, the

loveliest sight I had ever seen. She wore a tight red dress that was cut

very short. She looked amazing. She smiled at me and said, "Hi Joe, ready

to go?" A camera man stood behind her, filming.

"Hi Quinn," I replied. "Yes, I'm ready." I stepped out and pulled my

front door closed behind me. But then I remembered. How could I have

forgotten? I suppose I was just so damn nervous. I told them I would be

right back, and rushed back into my house. I returned just a couple

seconds later and presented Quinn with the bouquet of roses I had purchased

for her.

"Aww thank you, Joe," Quinn said. I felt a twinge deep down inside me

every time she said my name. It was like music to my ears. I could not

believe she was actually here with me, talking directly to me.

Quinn and I walked down my sidewalk toward the curb. In front of my

house on the street sat a long black limousine. As we approached the

driver appeared and opened the rear door for us. Quinn climbed inside. As

she bent to climb in, I was treated to a wonderful view of her bottom in

her tight dress. It was so magical.

I climbed in and joined her in the back seat of the limo. The camera

man joined us, sitting across from us, and continuing to film. I sudden

realized he had been filming the whole time. Had he filmed me glaring at

Quinn's butt as she climbed into the limo? I assume he had, but who could

blame me for looking when there is such a beautiful sight directly in front

of me? Besides, I was on a date with this girl, of course I found her

attractive, so why should I be embarrassed and try to hide it?

The driver got into the front of the limo and we began to pull away. It

would not be a terribly long drive to the restaurant where we would be

having our meal, but there was a long enough time that Quinn and I could

talk. I was so nervous, though, that I really did not know what to say. I

just sat there for a minute or two. I was looking around the limo and out

the window, and then I turned and looked over at Quinn. She noticed me

turn toward her, and she turned to look at me. I still could not believe

how beautiful she was. She smiled at me.

"You look absolutely beautiful," I told her honestly.

"Thank you, Joe," she replied, "and thank you for my flowers. They are

lovely."

"You're welcome," I said. I hoped she could not tell how nervous I was.

"Is the restaurant good?" Quinn asked me as we continued down to road.

"I've only been here once," I said, "and that was a little while ago.

It's a little pricey for me on a regular basis. I remember it being pretty

good, and I hear good things about it all the time."

"Ohh ok, what kind of food do they have?" Quinn asked.

"Italian," I answered, "mostly pasta and stuff like that."

"Ohh good!" Quinn commented, "I LOVE Italian."

Suddenly the limo stopped moving. We had arrived at the restaurant,

just when Quinn and I were beginning to open up and have a conversation.

But we still had dinner, plus dancing later, so we still had plenty of

time. However, as I climbed out of the back of the limo and helped Quinn

out, and she gave me another of those smiles and said "Thank you, Joe" I

knew that the amount of time we had would never be enough for me to spend

with her. I just had to make the most of the little time I did have left.

We entered the restaurant, followed by the camera man. The host at the

front greeted us by name, obviously well aware of our coming. We were led

to a small side room of the restaurant which was empty. We were sat at a

table set with candles and the entire room was lit with low lighting,

creating a very romantic atmosphere. On either side of the table sat video

cameras on tri-pods, set to record each of us head on during our meal.

I pulled a chair out for Quinn to sit in, trying to be as gentlemanly as

possible. She thanked me and sat, and I took the chair opposite her across

the table. A waiter then appeared, delivering menus and filling water

glasses for the two of us. Quinn and I scanned the menus in silence as I

secretly kicked myself for losing the moments of conversation we began in

the limo. It seemed we had fallen back into a mode of silence.

"I think I'm going to get the ravioli," Quinn finally said.

"I'm going to have the alfredo," I said.

"Mmmm that sounds good too," Quinn replied. "Ohh I can't decide. It

all looks so good," she added then giggled.

"Well get both," I joked.

"Noo then I'll look like a pig," Quinn laughed. She had such a cute

laugh. Of course she did, what wasn't cute about her.

"Okay, then I'll get the alfredo and you can share it with me," I said.

"Mmm good idea!" Quinn said.

The waiter came round and took our order, and thankfully my conversation

with Quinn continued. We got to know each other, me telling her about my

job and her telling me about her family. I learned she lived with her

parents whom also worked for the production company. Quinn's father was an

editor and her mother a writer. And I learned that she had grown up around

the company, filming her first movie when she was 10. We really did not

talk that much about her career in the movies though. It seemed that once

we popped the cork on our conversation the talk just kept flowing. We

talked about anything and everything. We talked about music and movies.

We talked about things we liked and did not like. We talked about sports

and we even touched on politics. The more we talked, the more I liked

Quinn. I found that as the night went on I started looking at her less and

less as a porn princess, and more as just a regular girl, like any girl off

the playground.

I was still very nervous during the whole meal though, and I noticed

something a little strange about Quinn's behavior as well. I did not know

her well enough to put my finger on it, but I could tell there was

something she seemed to be holding back from me. That being said, I was

having the time of my life.

When dinner finally wound to a close, Quinn and I departed. We climbed

into the back of our waiting limo, ready to continue the date at a night

club across town. We rode in silence for a few moments. I knew it was

bold of me, but I decided to take a risk. I noticed Quinn's hand resting

on the bench seat next to me, and deliberately laid mine on top of it.

Quinn allowed it to sit there for a moment, but then seemed to realize what

I was doing and pulled her hand away.

"I'm sorry," I said, feeling like a total idiot.

"Oh, no, it's ok," Quinn said. "It's just... um..."

"What Quinn?" I asked.

"Nothing," Quinn said, turning and looking out her window.

"No, tell me," I said, resting my hand on her thigh. I knew this was a

once in a life time opportunity for me, and I did not want to let it go.

"Is there something wrong? You've seemed a little bit off all night."

"I don't know," she said. "I guess I'm just nervous."

"You're nervous?" I said. I was a bit stunned. "I'm the one on a date

with a beautiful celebrity. I'm sure you do this sort of thing all the

time. I'm the one who's nervous."

Quinn turned back toward me and said, "No, I don't."

"You don't what?" I asked, our eyes meeting.

"I don't do this all the time," she said bluntly. "This is my first

one."

"Your first what?" I asked.

"This is my first date," Quinn said, starting look away.

I reached out and placed my hand on the side of her face, pulling it

back toward me, our eyes meeting again. "I'm sorry Quinn," I said. "I

just... I just assumed."

"Everyone does," she said, looking sullen. "That's why I never meet

anyone. They all assume I'm either always in a relationship or that I'm

too much of a slut to date."

"Oh Quinn, I don't think that," I tried to tell her, but I do not think

she was listening.

Quinn continued, "I'd just like to meet a normal guy who likes me for

me."

"Quinn, look," I said, "I'll admit when this night started I might have

thought those things, but then I got to know the real Quinn, not the movie

star, and I'm... I'm falling for that girl, for the regular girl."

"You're falling for me?" Quinn asked.

"Yes, I am," I replied. "I've never felt this way before." I leaned

forward, and so did Quinn. We were within inches of each other. I could

feel Quinn's warm breath on me, and I'm sure she could feel mine. I

finally took the plunge and our lips met. We kissed lightly at first, but

then I felt Quinn's mouth open. I opened mine as well, and our tongues

met. We continued to make out in the back of the limo until the car finally

stopped in front of the night club.

We were let out of the limo and walked toward the front door of the club

hand in hand. There was a fairly long line of people standing in front of

the club, waiting to get in. Quinn and I, however, were led directly to

the front of the line where the bouncer quickly let us slip directly into

the club. I could not help but notice the looks on the faces of some of

the people waiting in line as we passed. Each one showed a look of pure

jealousy. I could not help but wonder how many of those looks were simply

because we were skipping the line, and how many were because of beautiful

young girl on my arm.

Once inside the club, I was a little disappointed by the volume of the

music. I knew that this portion of the evening was supposed to be

dedicated to dancing, thus the loud music was necessary, but I could not

help but be a little bummed that the conversation with Quinn would be all

but impossible in the club.

We were led through the club toward the back. In the back corner of the

club was a VIP area where a large muscular bouncer stood at the entrance.

Upon seeing us, he stepped to the side and allowed us to enter. In the VIP

area there was a short couch, and a stylish table. Quinn walked around the

table and sat on the couch. I followed and sat next to her. The music was

a bit softer in the VIP area, which I was thankful for. Suddenly a

waitress appeared and asked if we would like drinks. I ordered a rum and

cola, and Quinn ordered a ginger ale.

Quinn and I sat next to each other on the small couch and I put my arm

around her waist. Quinn leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder.

I attempted to pick up the conversation we were having earlier.

"I don't come to these kinds of places very often," I said.

Quinn lifted her head and looked at me. "What?" she said, obviously not

able to hear me over the noise.

"Never mind," I said. Quinn probably read my lips more than heard me.

The waitress returned with our drinks and we both took quick sips of our

drinks. My drink my very strong, stronger than I had hoped. I did not

want anything to affect my memory of this evening.

I continued to have my arm around Quinn's back and began to move it up

and down her spine. Quinn looked at me and smiled. Then she slowly began

to lean toward me. I likewise leaned toward her, and our lips met again.

We continued kissing the way we had in the back of the limo. I decided

that this was better than talking anyway.

After a minute of two of making out, Quinn broke our kiss and stood up.

She held her hand out to me and said, or rather mouthed, "Let's dance."

I took her hand and got to my feet. Quinn continued to hold my hand and

led me out of the VIP area and onto the dance floor. Quinn began moving to

the rhythmic pulse of the music. I knew that I was by no means a good

dancer, but I did know how to find the beat and move to it, which is

exactly what I did. Quinn continued to dance, and before long she was very

close to me, our bodies rubbing together as we danced.

Quinn looked even sexier as she moved her hips to the music, her entire

body moving to the beat. As I felt her body press against mine, I felt

something else begin to move. For a split second I tried to think of a way

to hide it, but hiding it would not be possible with the way Quinn pressed

herself against me. That second quickly passed though, and I decided I did

not want to hide my erection from her. I wanted Quinn to feel it, and to

know just how she was making me feel.

I know she felt it. She had to feel it. But if she did, she did not

seem to have a reaction. She just continued to dance, and press her body

to mine. For my part I had wrapped my arms around her and was pulling her

toward me. My hands were continually moving while we danced, but I made

sure they found the gentle curves of her butt several times as we danced.

At one point Quinn turned around as we danced and pressed her back

against me, her butt rubbing up and down my stiff cock. It felt amazing.

As we danced in this new position my hands continued to wonder, now on her

front. I started with my hands on her sides and her hips, but soon they

moved around to the front. I was feeling rather adventurous, getting

caught up in the music, and our bodies pressing together, so my hand slowly

moved toward her chest. I just barely touched the side of her perky young

breast when the music in the club stopped.

We stopped moving, and Quinn stepped away, our bodies no longer pressed

against each other. I looked around and noticed there were hardly any

people left in the club. I looked at my watch and realized we had been

dancing for hours. The club was closing down for the night. I was

extremely sad, knowing that my night with Quinn was coming to an end.

Quinn and I began moving toward the exit, neither of us saying a word. I

was in a surreal place, having just had the time of my life with a girl I

was really falling for, but knowing it was over and I would never see her

again. I thought maybe it was just wishful thinking, but I swear Quinn had

the exact same look on her face. We exited the club, our arms wrapped

around each other's, and the limo was sitting at the curb in front of the

club. The door to the limo was opened for us by the driver. Quinn started

to get into the limo, then suddenly stopped and turned around to face me.

She wrapped her arms around me and clung to my chest "Are you ok Quinn?" I

asked

"I don't want the night to be over," Quinn answered. Then she looked up

into my eyes and asked "Will you come back to my room with me?" She looked

up at me with a slightly scared look on her face, almost as though she was

afraid I would say no.

"I'd love to Quinn" I said.

"REALLY!?" Quinn said, suddenly very excited.

"Oh yes," I replied. "I don't want this night to end either. I don't

ever want this night to end." And then we kissed. We wrapped our arms

around each other and rubbed our bodies together.

Somehow we made it into the back seat, and somehow the driver knew to

take us to the hotel Quinn was staying at. But neither of us knew how, we

were too busy kissing the entire time. In fact, I'm not even sure how we

made it upstairs to her room. The next thing I clearly remember is the

door to the room opening and us stepping inside. We entered and I went to

shut the door behind us, almost shutting it on the camera man. I had

gotten so wrapped up in the date with Quinn I completely forgot we were

being filmed the entire time.

I let the camera man in, and shut the door behind him. I turned back to

Quinn, and again shut the camera man out of my mind. At that moment the

only thing that mattered was Quinn and me. I did not care that there was

another person there, and I did not care that the events of that evening

might eventually be seen by thousands of people.

As I turned back I watched as Quinn stepped out of her shoes. She then

walked up to me in her bare feet. It was at this moment, now that Quinn

was not standing on her high heel shoes, that I realized the height

difference between the two of us. It made me think about the fact that

Quinn was still such a young, beautiful girl. I was walking on cloud nine

by just being with this wonderful girl, and things were just getting

started because as Quinn stepped up to me she reached up and gently

loosened my tie, then took it off of me.

My heart felt as if it was about to beat right of my chest, and my cock

had been raging hard since we walked into the room. Quinn and I looked

into each other eyes, not saying a word. After removing my tie and

throwing it to the floor, Quinn began to unbutton the buttons running down

the front of my shirt. When she finished and my shirt was opened revealing

my bare chest, Quinn began to run her hands on my bare skin. I was so very

excited for where this was all going.

I was not sure what to do next, but an idea popped into my head and I

just went with it. I grabbed Quinn, lifting her into my arms. With a yelp

of glee from her I carried her to the bed and laid her down. I then

climbed into the bed next to her, her laying on her back, me on my side.

On the bed the kissing continued. My hands began roaming over Quinn's

body, and her hands began moving over my bare chest. Her hands felt so

warm and soft against my skin. It was incredible. My hand brushed the

underside of Quinn's budding breast. Quinn seemed to momentarily freeze

when I touched her there, and she let out a soft sigh. I continued roaming

with my hand, but soon returned to her chest, and this time I deliberately

cupped my hand under her breast. I squeezed it gently in my hand. Quinn

moaned as I rubber it. She then broke our kiss. She leaned up off of the

bed, and pulled the straps holding her dress up off her shoulders. It fell

to her waist, and she leaned back onto the bed now topless. Quinn's

breasts looked amazing, so perky and just the perfect size, not to small,

not too big. Her nipples stood up, puffy and pink. They looked so

delicious. I wasted no time, and leaned toward her, taking on of her

breasts into my mouth. I sucked on it while Quinn moaned and panted. I

used my tongue to flick her puffy nipple, and sucked her entire mound into

my mouth. I used my hand to play with her other breast while I sucked. I

would rub and squeeze it, and flick and pinch the nipple with my fingers.

As Quinn and I began playing I was suddenly aware of the camera man in

the room. I know this was the portion of the evening that the producers

most wanted to capture on film, and I had seen enough movies to know how to

position myself and Quinn so the camera could get the best views of the

action. I was enjoying suckling on Quinn's amazing breasts, but I wanted

more, so I started kissing and licking my way down her body, over her

stomach and to where her dress still covered the lower half of her body. I

got up on my knees, and I pulled Quinn's dress down her body and off her

feet. The first thing I noticed was that Quinn was now completely naked,

meaning she had not worn any underwear that evening. I was immediately

sent to another level of sexual excitement I never imagined possible as I

looked at the nude girl in bed with me, the girl I always thought was the

most beautiful I had ever seen.

Before I could admire Quinn's body for too long, and before I could

crawl back to her, Quinn suddenly rolled and got up on her knees as well.

She crawled toward me, and we kissed again. This time, instead of Quinn's

hands rubbing my chest, her hands went to the waist of my pants. She

skillfully undid my belt, and then my pants. It amazed me that a girl of

her age was so skilled, but that was not the end of the skills Quinn put on

display that night. Before I knew it I was on my back and Quinn was

pulling my pants off of me. My penis stood erect, harder than it had ever

been, and Quinn looked at it impressed. Quinn came to me and wrapped her

soft hand around my shaft. She began to stroke it up and down, and at the

same time she looked up into my eyes, and once again gave me that smile I

had fallen in love with. Then her smile disappeared as her mouth opened up

and lowered toward my cock. Quinn wrapped her lips around the head of my

penis and began to lick the tip. It felt so wonderful. Then she began to

suck, and lower herself farther down my shaft. Soon she was bobbing her

head up and down, sucking on my extremely hard cock. It was one of the

greatest sensations of my life. Quinn was obviously a pro at this action.

Quinn continued to suck, knowing how to bring me right to the edge and then

stop before I went over. Then suddenly, just when I did not think I could

take any more, Quinn completely stopped and pulled my cock from her mouth.

I knew it was her turn when she rolled onto her back and spread her legs

wide. She smiled at me again and I began crawling toward her, between her

long beautiful legs. I could get my first good look at her entire naked

body and it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen. She was the

sexiest woman I had ever seen. I got closer to her waiting bald pussy. I

leaned close, and began to kiss her thighs, then above her slit. I was

kissing all around, trying to make to moment last longer. Finally I could

not take it any longer and I kissed her directly on her slit. I began to

lick and work my tongues between her lips. She tasted so sweet and the

smell alone was intoxicating. I continued to lick up and down Quinn's

little slit and found her clit. I flicked it with my tongue, making Quinn

moan and yelp. I then went back down and found Quinn's hole with my tongue

and stuck it in as far as I could. I continued going back and forth

between Quinn's hole and her clit.

Quinn's breathing became very quick, and her moaning was reaching higher

volumes. I knew she was close. I decided that two could play her game

though, and just when I thought she was about to climax I pulled my tongue

out and leaned up. Quinn looked up at me, and for a moment I noticed a

hint of anger, then she changed and smiled at me. Without saying a word,

we both knew what was about to happen. I got closer to Quinn, and she

wrapped her arms around me. I positioned my rock hard cock on her moist

lips and began to push.

Quinn was so tight, tighter than I expected her to be. I pulled back

and pushed several times before I was able to get the entire length of my

penis inside her. Then I began to push in and out of her. Quinn used her

arms and wrapped her legs around me and pulled me toward her with each

thrust. Within the first several thrusts of my cock Quinn began to pant

and moan. I knew she was close again and this time I let her cum. With

one big thrust Quinn let out a long yelp and I felt her pussy contract

around my cock. I gave Quinn a moment to recover, and then I continued to

thrust into her. She felt so unbelievably good that I knew I would not

last much longer myself. I kept making love to her until I felt my orgasm

building deep within. My motions in and out got slower and more deliberate

till I knew it was time. With one final thrust I pulled my cock from

Quinn's vagina and Quinn grabbed it and pointed it toward her chest. I

began to shoot streams of semen, covering Quinn's chest and belly.

I fell in a heap next to Quinn and our lips met. We continued to kiss

for a few moments till we both fell to the bed exhausted.

Soon, though, Quinn sat up. I looked at her and she smiled, and then

said the first words either of us had spoken in hours.

"We should probably get cleaned up," Quinn said.

"Yeah, I guess so," I replied, looking at my cum covering her body. We

both went to the bathroom and Quinn started the shower flowing. The water

did not take long to warm up, and we both climbed in. I helped Quinn wash

the cum from her skin, and she returned the favor my soaping up my penis.

Having this beautiful girl run her hands over my manhood, though, caused me

to become hard again.

Without a word, Quinn gave me another smile and I knew what she was

thinking. I lifted Quinn's leg and pulled her to me. My cock once again

slid inside her tight pussy, this time with a little more ease. As the

warm water of the shower rained down on top of us I thrust into Quinn's

tight body, this time not holding back as much as I had the first time.

Quinn responded by moaning and practically screaming as she came again. I

too was about to cum and pulled my cock out of her pussy. Quinn suddenly

got to her knees in front of me. I was surprised when Quinn opened her

mouth and took me into her skilled mouth again. I began to shoot my load,

the first couple squirts going into Quinn's mouth. She then pulled my

penis out and I sprayed more on Quinn's beautiful young face. Quinn smiled

at me again, this time with my cum dripping from her face. I hoped the

cameraman, who had followed us into the bathroom got a good shot of it,

because it was incredibly sexy.

After washing off again and dressing, Quinn and I went back into the

hotel room. The camera man stopped filming and shut his camera off.

"I'll give you guys a minute," he said, then added, "The car will be

waiting to take you home Joe" then he left the room. For the first time,

Quinn and I were alone together.

Quinn stood in front of me and wrapped her arms around me. I wrapped my

own arms around her, hugging her close to my rapidly beating heart.

"Don't leave," Quinn said, looking up into my eyes.

"Believe me, I do not want to," I replied, "but I don't have much of a

choice in the matter."

We both knew our night had to end, although neither of us wanted it to.

We kissed again. Despite everything inside of my telling me to stay, I

knew I had to go. I broke our kiss and headed for the door.

As I reached the door I turned back to Quinn. She had sat on the edge

of the bed. She sat with her head in her hands. I could not leave her

like that. I went back to her and kneeled in front of her. I took her

head into my hands, lifting her eyes to meet my own.

"I don't know how, and I don't know when," I said, "but one day we WILL

see each other again." I then kissed her lips lightly.

"Ok, it's a promise." Quinn said, and then smiled at me.

"Till then," I added, "thank you for the best night of my life."

We kissed one last time and I left the room. Although I think I heard

Quinn began to sob as I left, I did not dare turn to look again, because I

knew I would never leave if I did. As I reached the lobby of the hotel I

noticed the producer walking toward me. He stuck out his hand toward me,

and I accepted his hand shake.

"How'd it go?" he asked.

"It went great," I replied.

"Well we will be reviewing and editing the footage soon. We are hoping

to test the film as soon as possible. I'm not going to guarantee the

release of the film to market, but we will make sure you get a copy either

way."

"Thank you," I said. I walked out of the hotel, the cool air of the

night hitting me in the face. The car was indeed waiting in front of the

building for me. I got in and shut the door. I looked up at the building

as the car pulled away. I wondered if Quinn and my promise to see each

other again someday would come true or not.

_______

About a month after my amazing date with Quinn things were starting to

go downhill. The company I worked for was slowly laying off more and more

people, and I was continually in fear for my job and livelihood.

Then one day I returned home from work and found a box sitting on my

door step. I really could not imagine what it was, as my date with Quinn

was a distant memory. I picked the box up and carried it into my house. I

grabbed a knife and quickly cut the tape holding the box closed. I opened

the flaps and inside I found a case to a DVD. The title at the top of the

package read "Win a Date With Quinn" and below the title was a picture of

the beautiful Quinn and... me!

I pulled the case out of the box, and found there was a piece of paper

under it. I unfolded the paper and found it was a typed letter from the

producer. It read, in short, that the film had better than expected

reviews and would go into production immediately.

To say I was excited would have been an understatement. Without a delay

I ripped open the case and popped the disk into my player. I then sat back

and watched the entire film twice.

I could not believe how beautiful Quinn was. I thought I looked a

little dorky, especially on our date, but the sex scenes with the two of us

were magical. I could remember each touch, each kiss, and each smell just

like it had happened yesterday. I came I do not know how many times using

the film to relive my most cherished memories. I knew I had been given a

gift that was priceless. I had an opportunity to relive this experience

forever, knowing that I would never again see this beautiful, wonderful

girl, the love of my life. Or so I thought.

________

Time went by and eventually the inevitable occurred. My company folded

and I was unemployed. I did not know what I was going to do. I was given

a small amount of unemployment pay from the government, but I knew I needed

to find a new job soon or I was going to be out on my ass and sleeping in

my car.

A few days after I lost my job I began getting phone calls from a

bizarre number that I did not recognize. I assumed it was a bill collector

and ignored the calls. They kept coming though, day after day after day,

and at all hours of the day and night. Finally I had had enough and

decided to answer the call. I got quite a surprise.

The voice on the other end of the line was one that I had heard before,

but did not immediately recognize. Suddenly, though, it hit me. It was

the producer, the one who made the film of my date with Quinn. I had

watched the DVD numerous times over the last few months since I received it

in the mail. Jacking off to that film was the only sex life I had. I had

not even been on a date with a girl since Quinn. I did not want to date

anyone, but Quinn.

"What can I do for you?" I asked the producer.

"The film we made of you and Quinn is a hit, man!" he began. "Our

bestselling film to date. Reviews are outstanding. Everyone loves the

film and especially you in it."

It made me feel really proud. This was the first good news I had in a

very long time, but I had a feeling he was not just calling to tell me

that. I knew there had to be more that he wanted.

He continued, "The reviews and comments we received all say that the

passion and chemistry you shared with Quinn was like magic. They all want

to know when we are going to do a follow up to the film."

I was suddenly a little upset. A follow up? That means a sequel. That

means they are going to do another date with Quinn. Why would he call me

up just to tell me that they were going to film Quinn on a date with some

other guy?

"Oh yeah?" I said. "Well I'm sure if this one was that big of hit that

another film would do just as good."

"Right," the producer said, "and we here at the company think a studio

shoot would be better than another location shoot. So when do you think

you will be able to fly out here?"

"What?" I asked.

"You know, man." The producer said, laughing. "Fly out here to the

studio to film the follow up with you and Quinn."

I could not believe I did not realize that is what the producer had

meant. He wanted to shoot another film with Quinn and me together. I

almost jumped up and down. Not only was I going to get to see Quinn again,

but I was going to get to make another film with her.

I told the producer about my employment situation and that timing was no

longer an issue.

"Well then get your ass out here, man!" the producer told me. He told

me to get some bags packed and he would arrange for a plane ticket to be at

the airport the next morning. He said that we would discuss contracts and

pay when I got to the studio the next day.

I did not sleep that night. After packing and making multiple trips to

the store to buy things I thought I would need I watched my film with Quinn

again and again. I could not wait till the next day when I would get to

see her again. I wondered if she would be as excited to see me as I was

going to be to see her. These were the thoughts that kept me awake. I

knew that I had a long flight ahead of me the next day and hoped maybe I

could get some sleep on the plane.

I was wrong. I was even more excited as the plane soared through the

air. There were several people on the crowded plane, and a few not to bad

looking girls, but none of them could compare to my Quinn. She was the

only girl I wanted to see.

As the plane touched down and I got off I went to retrieve my luggage

then went to find my ride. The producer had told me a car and driver would

be waiting for me. In the back of my mind I was hoping Quinn would be

there waiting for me, but she was not. The only person waiting was a

chubby older looking man holding a sign that had my name written on it. He

helped me with my bags, and he began to drive me toward the studio. We

began to have a discussion as I rode along.

He told me that I would be staying at the residential suites at the

studio. At first I was a little put off by this, but then he added that

they were nicer than any hotel I could stay at and that most of the actors

lived in the suites.

After a little more small talk, the driver brought up the subject I

believe he had wanted to talk about since we first met.

"I just wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed `Win a Date'. That is one

hot film." He said.

"Umm thanks" I said.

"That Quinn, she is one sexy little gal" he continued.

"I know she is" I answered. He continued to ask me questions about

Quinn, about how she tasted and about how it felt to fuck her. I tried to

answer all of his questions, but as he talked about her I kept getting more

and more excited about seeing her. I also felt like this guy was a bit of

a creep, so I could not wait to get to the studio.

Finally we drove through the front gates of the studio compound. It was

massive. It was a huge, sprawling campus. The driver stopped for a moment

to check in at the gate and then continued toward one of the numerous

building. We pulled up and stopped in front of a building that appeared to

be offices. The driver told me to go inside and he would take my bags to

my suite.

I got out of the car and walked in the front door of the office

building. I was greeted by a secretary sitting at a large desk. She was

speaking on a phone, so I waited till she was finished. She was young and

attractive. She appeared to be about 20 to 25 years old.

After she completed her call and hung up the phone she smiled at me and

welcomed me to the studio. It made me feel good to know that she

recognized me and knew exactly why I was there. She told me to continue

into the office where the producer was waiting for me.

I greeted the producer and we sat down to talk. After about an hour or

more of discussion I had signed a contract to star in a new film. I was to

be paid a very sizable sum for the film. We talked at length about the

possibility of future films, which we agreed would be considered based upon

the outcome of this new film, and we also spent a great deal of time

talking about me receiving a portion of the sales of the film.

After finally coming to a deal, the producer told me he would take me on

a tour of the facility. I was taken to see several studios, editing

offices, production and distribution facilities, and other offices. The

producer, though, saved the best for last. We entered a soundstage where

the producer told me filming was currently taking place. He told me to be

quiet to not ruin the production.

We walked toward where the production was taking place and I was

completely taken off guard. The stage was set up to look like a young

girl's bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed was a girl who appeared to

be about 18 or 19 years old. Lying face down on the bed was a young girl.

She had light brown hair, but I could not see her face. The older girl was

talking.

"It's ok" she said. "There will be other boys. What happened anyhow?"

The young girl responded without lifting her head. "He wanted to have

sex, but I haven't done anything and I was scared."

"Well that's a silly reason" The older girl responded, now rubbing the

younger girl on the back. "You just need to have someone teach you what to

do and then he will want you back, trust me."

"Yeah, who am I going to find to teach me?" the young girl asked.

"Umm maybe someone who has taught you lots of things already like

cheering and dancing" the older girl said, now touching the young girls

butt.

Suddenly the young girl partially rolled over and looked at the older

girl. My heart stopped beating. It was Quinn. I could not believe my

eyes. As I watched the scene continued and Quinn and the older girl began

to have sex. As I watched the girls started kissing. Soon the older girl

had Quinn's shirt off and was sucking on her young breasts.

I was immediately hard. The scene continued, though, and soon the older

girl was also topless while Quinn was completely naked. The older girl

started licking Quinn's pussy while Quinn was in intense pleasure. I

wanted very badly to join in or at least drop my pants and touch myself as

I watched this incredible scene, but I knew all I could do was stand there.

The scene concluded with the older girl pulling a small vibrator from

her purse and first teaching Quinn to suck it and finally fuck her with it.

After the older girl made Quinn cum a few times the director called `CUT'

and the scene ended. Several stage hands walked onto the set, and both

girls were handed robes to put on. Another stage hand took the vibrator to

clean in. The director told everyone to take 5 and come back to reshoot

from different angles. I did not know what to do. Should I go up to

Quinn? Would she see me? For several seconds Quinn talked and laughed with

a few people. I thought at one point she looked and saw me, but just went

on with her conversation. I guessed she did not care that I was there.

The producer told me he would be right back and walked over to the

director. They talked for a few moments and then he walked over to Quinn.

He talked for a moment then pointed toward me. Suddenly Quinn's face lit

up and she got a huge smile. She ran toward me and my heart began pounding

like a jack hammer. Quinn ran up to me and jumped into my arms. I wrapped

my arms around her and spun her around. I set her back to the ground, but

kept her wrapped close to me. We kissed, passionately, our tongues

wrapping around each other.

"I cannot believe you are here!" she said when our kiss finally broke.

"What are you doing here?"

"They didn't tell you?" I asked.

"No, no one told me anything" she said.

"Oh, well then I'm glad I get to be the one to tell you" I began.

"Since our film did so well they brought me here to do another movie with

you."

"So we get to do another movie?!" Quinn asked, very excited.

"We sure do" I answered. Quinn practically squealed with delight and we

hugged and kissed again.

The director called everyone to their places to shoot another take of

the scene. I did not want to let Quinn go, but I knew I had to. I let go

and Quinn grabbed my hand. She began dragging me toward the set.

"Come on, I want you to meet someone" she said. I let her pull me

toward the bed.

"Hanna," she said to the older girl from the scene who was sitting in

her spot on the bed "I want you to meet my boyfriend Joe." Boyfriend? Did

she just say boyfriend? I thought I was about to faint. She just called

me her boyfriend. Then Quinn continued. "Joe, this is Hanna. She's like

my big sister and best friend. She's taught me everything I know about

this business."

Hanna stood up from the bed and shook my hand. "Nice to meet you Joe"

she said, but then she turned to Quinn and said "You need to get dressed,

they want to shoot again."

"Oops!" Quinn said and rushed off to get dressed.

Then Hanna turned back to me and said "I love that little girl, you hurt

her and I'll kill you."

I really was not sure if she was serious or not, but I knew exactly how

she felt. "I love that girl too" I said. "So you don't have anything to

worry about."

"Do you?" Hanna asked, looking deep into my eyes.

"I do" I answered trying my hardest to make Hanna believe me.

"Good!" Hanna said, hugging me. Quinn came back wearing her wardrobe

for the scene. I thought it was funny that she had to put the clothes back

on just for Hanna to take them back off again. I wondered how many times

those same clothes would go on and come back off before they were done. I

realized that my one shoot would be starting soon and I would find out just

how many times.

Quinn came up to me and hugged me again. "I have to go back to work

now, but I will see you later, ok?" she asked.

"I would love that" I said. I stepped back to allow them to film again.

When I was clear of the stage and the girls were in their places the

director called action and the scene started again. I watched for a while

and soon Quinn and Hanna were having sex again.

After a few minutes the producer came up to me and said "Why don't we

let them finish. I'm sure you're worn out after the morning you've had.

I'll take you to your place and you can rest for a while."

I reluctantly left with the producer. I had just finally gotten to see

Quinn again after all this time, and I did not want to walk away again so

soon. I knew, though, that I would get to see a lot more of her now, and

that knowledge allowed me to continue on to my suite.

The producer took me across the compound to a large building that looked

like a hotel. He told me that many of the actors and other staff lived in

these suits. I would be living in a medium sized room on the second floor,

the rent for which would come out of my pay. He took me to my door,

unlocked it, and handed me the key. I thanked the producer for the tour

and for the opportunity. The suite of rooms was nice. It was larger than

my apartment back home with much nicer furniture.

"The script for the film is on the coffee table in the den" the producer

said and made his way toward the door to leave.

"Who... um... who else lives here?" I asked him.

"Well on this floor a couple of sound techs and production staff. Most

of the actors who live in the building are on the upper floors, but I know

what you really want to know and yes she does live here."

"She does?" I said, trying to hide my excitement. I could not believe

that I lived in the same building as Quinn.

"Yes, she lives on the top floor," he answered, and then after a pause

added "with her parents."

I was a bit taken aback by his final comment. I had never really

thought about Quinn's parents. She is only 13 I thought to myself so it

does make sense that she does not live alone.

The producer left me with my thoughts and the script for me to read.

After exploring my suite for several minutes I settled down in the `den' as

the producer called in and flipped the television set on. I was in no mood

to watch TV though.

I kept thinking about Quinn. I could not believe I was here. I could

not believe that she was going to be living just a few floors above me in

the same building. I could not believe that just a little bit ago she

called me her boyfriend. And I could not believe that soon I would be able

to make love to her again. This last thought reminded me about the script.

I picked it up off the table. The title on the cover read "Softball

Slumber Party". I opened the first page and read down the list of

character names and the actors who would portray them. I noticed my

characters name was Coach Bill and I found Quinn's name next to a character

named Mackenna. I began reading through the script. As I expected, this

being a pornographic film, there was very little dialogue and a lot of

descriptions of sex acts.

The story of the film was rather simple. I was to play the coach of a

young girls' softball team, Quinn the star player. The day after we win

the league championship I invite the team to my home for a pool party and

sleep over to celebrate our victory. Throughout the film there are several

sex scenes with various different people. There is a scene with one of the

assistant coaches and a player and the player's mother, a scene with the

father of another girl and a player, and of course several scenes with the

teammates playing together both on and off the field. I read the entire

script and other than my several speaking parts I could not find myself in

any of the sex scenes. Finally, as I neared the end of the script, I found

what I had been waiting for. At the very end of the film there was to be a

scene when, at the slumber party at my house and while the rest of the team

had an orgy in the living room, I would take Quinn, the star player, to my

bedroom for a reward for her MVP season.

I read the entire script twice. It seemed very good. I know it would

make for a very hot and erotic film. I could not wait to film my scene

with Quinn, but deep down I hoped I did not have to wait for filming to be

with Quinn again.

***

After a few hours sitting around my suite I was starting to get bored. I

considered going out and exploring the compound myself. I knew there was a

recreational building nearby and thought maybe I would walk there and

possibly find something to eat.

I left my room and then out the front door of the building. As I turned

to walk toward the rec. building I noticed two people coming toward me.

One was a man around my age, and the other was a younger girl. The man I

did not recognize, but I had watched enough films made by this company to

recognize the girl the moment I saw her. She had been in numerous films

over the years, most of with I greatly enjoyed. She was a little bit older

now, around 16 or 17, but still looked incredibly sexy. She had an Asian

background and a thin youthful looking body. As I approached this couple

my eyes were glued to the girl and she smiled at me as we got close. My

gaze was pulled away though when the man began to speak to me.

As we got close the man held out his hand to me and said "Hey, you're

Joe ain't ya?"

"Yes" I replied and shook his hand. He had a strong grip, but a

friendly smile.

"I'm Chris," he continued. "Me and the misses here are your neighbors,

we live next door to ya." I was a bit taken aback when he referred to his

beautiful young star as his wife. But I did not have time to consider this

because Chris continued. "I'm a sound mixer here at the studio, and I'm

sure you know Kimmi here from her movies."

"Um yes," I replied. I was not sure if acknowledging I had recognized

his wife in several pornographic films was appropriate, but he was the one

who brought it up. "I've seen her once or twice" I continued. Kimmi

smiled at me and I smiled back.

Chris continued, however. "Ya know, we absolutely loved yer movie with

Quinn. It was super hot." I suddenly realized that I was not the only one

who had been seen in the movies. It made me feel a bit excited knowing

that Kimmi had seen me in the same way I had seen her.

"I'm glad you both liked it" I said. I tried to put more emphasis on

the word both and I made eye contact with Kimmi as I said it. I do not

know exactly what I intended, but I had an urge deep down to hear from

Kimmi's own mouth what she thought.

Finally Kimmi spoke for the first time. "Yeah, it was really exciting

how you and Quinn really seemed to be into each other" she said. My heart

was pounding quickly as I heard this sexy young girl tell me she enjoyed

watching me have sex.

Before Kimmi and I could continue, though, Chris started talking again.

"We can't wait till you and Quinn do yer next movie. In fact I'm going to

be doing the sound for it."

"That's great" I said, trying to sound excited even though I was really

not that impressed. I honestly hoped to see more of Chris's wife than of

him, but at the moment there was only one girl I wanted to see and the

conversation I was having with Chris and Kimmi reminded me of her. "Let me

ask you guys something," I said. "I was told Quinn lives in the building,

and I was just wondering if you see her out and about a lot? I was hoping

to catch up with her soon."

Chris and Kimmi looked at each other and both gave a kind of shrug.

"Well actually," Chris said, "not really. She kinda doesn't go out much."

"Yeah, she pretty much stays in her suite, unless she's filming that is"

Kimmi said, then added "So I guess if you want to see her you should try to

catch her on set."

I now had a new destination. I made quick goodbyes to Chris and Kimmi

and turned toward the studio where I had seen Quinn filming earlier. When

I arrived I saw no one around. I entered the building and found most of

lights turned off and not a single soul anywhere. I had missed her. I was

suddenly feeling very down. As I walked across the deserted studio I

noticed the set was still dressed as the bedroom used in the scene I had

watched being filmed earlier. I approached the bed and sat on the edge of

it. I fell back. I knew I would eventually see Quinn at some point, but

knowing I was so near to her, in the same spot where she had been just a

few short hours ago made me want to see her and hold her and be with her

right that moment. Now that I was in this place I did not want a day to go

by that I did not see her. I felt like she was right there with me. I

could almost smell her. But then I realized that I actually could smell

her. She had been on this very bed not long ago having sex. She had

obviously leaked onto the bed and I could smell her juices on it. I

thought to myself that it smelled good enough to eat, but the thought of

eating made me realize how hungry I was. I got up from the bed and left

the studio. I walked to the recreational building and got a quick bite to

eat. There were several other people around, but I paid them no attention.

After a lonely meal I walked back to my suite.

I approached my door and pulled my key from my pocket. As I slid the

key into the lock and turned I realized the door was not locked. I ran my

mind back to when I had left earlier that day. I realized that I had

completely forgotten to lock the door when I left. "Oh well" I said out

loud and opened the door.

As the door opened I was suddenly aware that several lights in the suite

were on. I knew I left without locking the door, but I had left well

before night fall and had not turned any of the lights on. Were the lights

on some sort of a timer? Or had someone entered my rooms while I was out?

I thought it was just my luck that someone would burglarize me on my first

day.

I cautiously entered into my living room. I walked slowly, looking

around to see if there was anyone in my suite. To my surprise there was

someone in my living room, sitting on my couch. As she heard me come in

she stood up. We stood there for several moments just looking at each

other.

Finally Quinn said "Hi."

"Hey" I responded.

That was the only words we spoke that night. We rushed into each

other's arms and began to kiss. I lifted Quinn into my arms and spun her

around as our lips and tongues met and swirled around each other. I could

not believe she was here. I could not believe she was in my room and in my

arms. I did not know what this meant. I did not know what was going to

happen or where we were going from here. All I knew was she was in my arms

and I was not going to let her go.

I carried Quinn to my bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I took a

moment to look at her. She looked amazing. She was dressed in a pair of

short cut-off jean shorts and a white t-shirt. I found it incredible that

she could look so sexy in something so simple. However, as great as she

looked in her clothes, I wanted to see her out of them.

I quickly pulled my own shirt off over my head, and then did the same to

Quinn. We were both breathing very heavily. I climbed onto the bed with

Quinn, now topless, and began to kiss her. I started kissing her bare left

shoulder and then upward to her neck. Quinn developed goose bumps all over

her body and shivered slightly as my lips and tongue teased her flesh. I

kissed down her neck to her chest and began to kiss and suck on her

nipples, first one and then the other. Quinn was moaning while I did this

and was running her fingers through the hair on the back of my head.

As I continued to suck on Quinn's breasts my hands fell to her waist and

I undid the button and zipper on her shorts. I leaned up and began pulling

her shorts off of her legs. Quinn was wearing a pair of cute cotton

panties with rainbows on the crotch. It sent a thrill through my body

seeing them and realizing how juvenile Quinn still was. She was so

beautiful, so sexy, and so young. She was absolutely perfect.

I pulled Quinn's cute panties from her and wasted no time diving in and

kissing her sweet bald vagina lips. Quinn's fingers returned to the back

of my head and her moaning continued as my tongue worked its way into her

love canal.

Soon, though, Quinn removed her hands and slightly pulled on my arms. I

knew what she wanted. I removed my pants and climbed back onto the bed.

My cock was rock hard as I neared her. Quinn reached down and took my

penis and then guided it into her. I began to make love to Quinn, staring

straight into her eyes as we moved in rhythm in and out of each other. I

was worried that I had built the sensation of having sex with Quinn up in

my mind after all this time and it would not be as good when I finally got

to do it again, but on the contrary Quinn felt even better than I

remembered. I knew I would not last long before I would cum. With all of

my might I made sure I lasted long enough to know that Quinn could orgasm

too. As her moaning and panting hit their highest level I knew my

beautiful little angel was cumming. I was about too, also. I started to

pull out of Quinn's tight pussy, but Quinn suddenly wrapped her arms and

legs around me, pulling me back into her. I could not help it at that

point though, and I shot my load deep inside her.

I lowered myself to the bed, turning to my side. Quinn rolled with me

and lay on her side facing me, my dick still inside her. We kissed for

several moments, and then we both fell asleep.

***

The next morning I awoke first, Quinn still slept soundly next to me. I

laid still for several minutes watching her sleep, then I leaned down and

placed a light kiss on her beautiful cheek. Quinn began to stir. She

opened her eyes and looked up at me, and then she gave me that smile I

loved so much.

"Good morning, beautiful" I said to her.

"Good morning" Quinn replied.

We kissed lightly. I got out of the bed and went to use the restroom.

When I returned Quinn was sitting on the edge of the bed. She had put on

the shirt I wore the night before. I noticed my own nakedness and found a

pair of gym shorts and a shirt of my own to put on. Quinn came up to me as

I pulled the shirt on. She wrapped her arms around me, hugging me close to

her.

Quinn looked up at me and then she said "I love you."

"I love you, too" I replied, and I really meant it.

Quinn and I talked for a long while that morning. We had a lot of

catching up to do. I told her about my troubles and she told me about a

few movies she had starred in since we last saw each other. I was really

desperate to talk to Quinn about more personal things, though.

"Quinn, can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Sure" she replied.

I let out a little sigh, preparing myself to ask Quinn to open up to me.

I knew we had not known each other very long at all, but I could tell that

we had such a strong connection that I knew it would be okay to ask.

"That night, the night of the date, why was it so hard for you to let me

go?" I asked her.

Quinn just looked at me for a few moments, but then she seemed to give

in and decided to open up to me. "I guess I just didn't want my first time

to end that way" she said.

"Your first time?" I asked. I knew it was not her first time. I had

numerous videos at my house to prove it was far from her first time.

"My first real time," she said. "My first time that wasn't for a movie.

Like, I know they were filming it too, but like it wasn't scripted or

anything. It was just like real. It was my first time just like really

having sex with someone because I wanted to."

I was seeing a different side of Quinn. Different than I think she had

ever showed anyone. Our conversation continued for a long while. Quinn's

parents had been in this industry for a very long time and she was born

into it. It was not that they pressured her into it or made her do it.

She loved every second of it in fact, but she had always felt like there

was something missing in her life. With all the sex in her life, what

Quinn was missing was love. There was no shortage of people in her life

that would die to be in love with her, but Quinn wanted someone who was

grounded in the real world, not someone as detached from reality like all

the people at the studio. So when they looked for volunteers to do the

`Win a Date' film, Quinn jumped at the chance to meet someone from the

outside world. According to her, though, she expected whoever she met to

be much like those people in the industry, but when she met me she knew she

found someone different.

"And now here you are and we can be together forever" she said.

I could not believe how mature Quinn was for her age. I loved how she

was not like most of the people in the industry. I loved how she wanted

someone more grounded. I loved her. I did not know what the future held

for us, but if she wanted forever, I was willing to give it to her.

I wanted to lighten the mood after the deep conversation we had been

having, so I asked Quinn if she had seen the script for our new project

yet. She said she had not, so we sat down together and looked at it

together. She seemed to be very excited about it, and about being able to

film with me. I could not wait to film either.

I hope you enjoyed this story. As I began to write this tale, it took

me to places I did not initially intend. It seemed to have a life of its

own and ended up being something completely different than I originally

wanted. That being said, I believe there are a few ways I would like to

continue this story line, but I'm not sure if this is the type of thing

most people would enjoy. Please drop me comments at

[email protected]. If I get enough support I will continue.

Thanks for reading.