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I have always had a taste for the really young girls, but never had the opportunity. Some times I guess you just need to go for it.

I retired from the military and now work for a local airport and I have been renting a small house for a few of months now. It is in a quiet neighborhood and everyone is very nice and conservative. They had there little groups that all did about the same thing just on different days.

Like one weekend the men went to play golf for the day and the women went to there activity for the day while the kids did whatever, then the next weekend would be family outing time, the next weekend would be moms and daughters, father and sons, then they might have a weekend around the house and BBQ time.

There was not much different between the groups. The homes had small yards that only take about 15 minutes to cut the front and the back grass. The houses are spaced like the width of what one sidewalk would be away from each other. There are a lot of churches, youth groups, boy scout and girl scout groups here. While I was changing my clothes one afternoon after doing some yard work, I thought I saw a shadow outside my bedroom window. I looked and saw nothing. That night I got ready for bed and as soon as I turned out the light I thought I saw some movement in the window of the house next to mine.
I started to pay attention and that room belonged to the little girl that lived next to me, she was maybe about 10 years old, her chest was flat for the most part and she barely had curves. She did have a nice little ass beginning.
I noticed that she was watching me a lot and whenever I went inside my house from doing yard work, I noticed she would go between our houses. I carefully peeked out from other windows and I saw her hiding in the bushes just outside my window. This little girl was trying to get a look at me. I kept the lights in my room off and spied carefully out of my window into hers. She would look at herself in the mirror a lot as she took off her clothes. She undressed more like she was a stripper. She would halfway dance and half way strip and she would run her fingers along her sides, nipples, and bald pussy. It was like she was studying them.
I would turn on my bedroom lights when she was in the middle of something and her lights immediately turned off. I acted like I came in my room to get something and then walked out and turned the lights off. I snuck back to the window and sure enough she turned her lights back on and went back to what she was doing.
I always wanted to know what it would be like to have a young girl like that. I had a taste for them, but never the opportunity. I planned a little something special for the next time her dad went to play golf and just like clock work, 30 min later the mother left to do whatever she goes to do on these days. I did some early yard work and then walked into my house. I watched and she came running over between our houses and hid in the bushes looking into my window.
I snuck around to the outside and quietly walked up behind her. She gasped and jumped about a good foot in the air when she saw me standing behind her. I said what do you think you are doing. She started sweating and mumbling as she tried to come up with something. I think her heart was beating 100 beats a minute as she looked like a child with her hand caught in the cookie jar. I told her to follow me. She did until I turned to go into my house. She just froze. I said come along now. She said I can’t. I asked why and she said she will be in trouble she’s not allowed to go into others peoples houses. I asked so would you like me to wait for your parents to get home and tell them what you been doing not only during the day but at night, I have photos of you and what you been doing. I figure a little lie would go a long way. She started crying begging me not to tell or show the photos. I said well come with me and we will talk about it and then I won’t tell them. She followed me into my home. That is when my fantasy’s for years finally came true.

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