"Hi, Terry...Sue-Lin. Lovely to see you both. Come on in." Terry's friend and confidante, Dr Ralph Connelly, ushered them into his house, closing the front door and switching off the porch light. Ralph's house was similar in style to Terry's, large and open, set on a small acreage and with excellent privacy and security. The furnishings were modern and tasteful. "You want drinks?" Ralph asked, guiding them through to a large lounge room. He called out towards the staircase at the end of the room, "Armand, our guests have arrived." Then he turned back to Terry and Sue-Lin. "Sit down. Make yourselves at home. I'll get us all drinks."

Terry and Sue-Lin sat on a soft, velvet covered lounge that curved around the end of the large room. They watched Ralph get their drinks and bring them over. Terry put his arm around the girl's shoulders, letting his hand drape over her chest, just lightly touching her nipple beneath the thin material. Ralph was dressed similarly to Terry in slacks and openweave shirt. He looked quite handsome, different to when he was at the clinic in his white coat. Terry and Ralph had been friends for a long time, but in the past few weeks, that friendship had become something much more binding.

"Here you go," the doctor said, handing Terry a beer and giving a Coke to Sue-Lin. "That's a terrific outfit, Sue," he said, admiring the youngster. "It shows your beautiful body off very nicely. Its good to see you didn't bother to wear underwear." He looked at Terry. "Its quite some time since I fucked Sue. Must be nearly a year. I'll have to do something about that tonight, won't I?" he smiled to the little girl. "If I remember right, you've got a sweet little pussy...a nice honey pot." He laughed jovially and sat down the other side of her, his hand going to her knee.

Terry felt a little twinge of jealousy and chided himself. A carry over from his 'old' days, he realised, relaxing as Ralph began to raise Sue-Lin's dress. Possessiveness had no place in his new life. He leaned forward to help Ralph lift her dress to expose the girl's nude lower body. Ralph gently spread Sue-Lin's legs and looked up between them.

"Mmmmm," he said appreciatively. "I had forgotten how sweet it truly is." He put his hand into her lap and ran his fingers lightly over her swollen pubes. "It looks like you've given it a bit of a work-out," he said to Terry, a grin on his face. He slid a finger into the youngster, then withdrew it and let her dress settle back over her. Sue-Lin watched him with a sexy smile on her face. He licked his finger and gave an exaggerated shiver of pleasure. "Delicious!" he commented with a lecherous grin. The three of them laughed.

"Hi!"

They all looked towards the stairs as a young boy came skipping down them. Ralph stood up and put his arm out and the lad came up to him and stood beside him, smiling at Sue-Lin and Terry.

"Terry, this is Armand. These are my guests tonight, Armand. You know Sue-Lin?"

"Yes. Hi, Sue. Hi, Terry." Armand's voice was soft and musical.

Terry responded, looking at the young boy, surprised because he had assumed Ralph would have had his grand-daughter, Angela, or another young girl here for the night. He hadn't thought about his friend liking boys! But then, he realised, he himself had seriously considered and, in fact, intended to get a boy for a night at least some time. No time like the present, he thought bemused. "Nice to meet you, Armand," he said warmly, shaking the young lad's profferred hand. The boy was about eleven or twelve, a little shorter than Sue-Lin. He had fine black hair cut short and deep brown eyes that looked almost black. He had brown skin, not dark, yet too even to be tanned; and his lips were full and redder than usual. He was slender yet wiry looking, dressed in only a silk shirt that came to just below the tops of his thighs that was belted at the waist. He did not appear to be wearing anything under it. It was without buttons and gaped open down the boy's chest and upper belly above the belt, almost like a judo jacket. The skin Terry could see looked like unmarked satin, having a soft sheen to it that highlighted the youngster's muscles and bone structure......(cont)