A memory

You're so insistent! - Alice complains , half smiling.

You would be too if you were dating yourself, trust me!

Hahah sooo dumb! - Her face now covered by her own hand. - Maybe I can just...

Just...?

Alice! I'm gonna count to 5! - We can hear her mom's voice from within the wooden house. - One!

Just whaaat?!

Two!

Just give you a little something to remember me by...

Hmm, like wh...

Three!

Hmm, I don't know... maybe like...

Four! Alice, last warning!

Like this! - With a wicked smile Alice grabs the hem of her t-shirt and flashes me her young perky titties, quickly pulling it back down and running away towards her house.

Here, mom! God! Always so much drama with you! - I can hear Alice's voice nagging. Meanwhile the image of my cute Alice's tits remain burned in my retina. A smile creeps in and I decide to...