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As our modern society becomes increasingly urbanized and the overall family structure weaker, we are seeing more and more of the phenomenon known as amorality.
A good case in point is the pervasive corruption in high political office today.
Susan, the teenaged girl in this story, is a child of the present. Living the life of the hedonist, she refuses to worry about tomorrow and rarely thinks of the past. Her main concern is for today, and the pleasures it brings. For Susan, sex is merely something to be enjoyed, carrying no moral overtones.
And so when she goes to visit her father and discovers that he is operating a house of prostitution, the uninhibited young girl is not only undisturbed by the situation in which she finds herself, she becomes an active participant.
She didn’t intend to make such a big entry, but she did. With her ass pertly swaying from side to side, her long, bare legs flashing in the dim light, Susan presented quite a figure for the men gathered in the pool hall. She couldn’t help but notice their eyes studying her, stripping off what little clothing she was wearing.
It was summer and it was scorching hot. There was no reason why she shouldn’t have been wearing a halter-top — obviously with no bra on under it — and the skimpiest shorts she could find. They were cooler than just about anything else she could wear.
But the pool hall wasn’t a place for an eighteen-year-old girl to wear such an abbreviated costume.
“Damn, but will you look at those legs!” exclaimed one man.
“Yeah. Bet they’d really wrap around you. Pull you right on into that tight little pussy.”
“To hell with the legs, man. Look at those jugs! That bandanna she’s almost wearing doesn’t leave anything to my imagination!”
“You never had much of one to start with.”
“Don’t have to with her. Shit, look at those knockers! Bet they taste right good.”
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number TB-2017 in the original publications (a duplicate).