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<pre>           front 242 rulez!!!
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yes, you managed to take the holy number
242 and put it in the joy port 1. wow!
who was it that told you that?

anyway kinda cool feature to have a
hidden chapter in this mag isn't it.
i actually got the idea from a atari mag
called MAGGIE. and i read it somewhere
that if you pressed that special key the
chapter appeared. so why not make it in
this mag too, i thought. hope you like
this COOL feature. and that you vote for
this mag! no just kidding!!!!

well, what to add. i can inform you that
it's some more special keys that you
shall test before you make reset. why
not make an keybord reset?!

why not give you a little story!
warning sensitive people shall exit to
the menue and read another chapter!

some thanx must go to NOY/cyberdyne
because he converted this file from
amiga.



 ever since i was thirteen or fourteen,
i've had a fascination with innocent
girls being dirty. there where always
some girls who slept with anyone, and
came to school in abbreviated gym-slips,
flashing their young thighs for anyone
who cared to watch. i'd watch them, and
enjoy their little parades, but i
thought they were cheap, and wouldn't
really fantasize about them.

 much more interesting was a pretty,
naive, school-girl, who looked horny
without really meaning to. an example
was JULIETTE, the little sister of a
friend, cute with short brown curly hair
and aged about 12. she always looked
sexy in a girlish sort of way - maybe
wearing a pink woolly sweater, little
minishirt, white tihghts and pixie boots
my friend once told me that he made her
give him blow-jobs... i never knew
whether it was true, but i enjoyed vivid
fantasies about the idea of her pouty
lips wrapped around my school-boy cock.

 one weekend, her brother's parents were
away, and he decided to have an all-
night barbecue. i chatted up a couple of
girls, but spent most of the time
drinking and talking to the boys. it
reached two or three in the morning, and
we sat in the back garden. juliette was
next to me, but not close, and i wasn't
about to try anything with her while my
friends looked on. then, one of the
others tried to put his arms around her.
she edged towards me, obviously not
interested, and soon was pressed next to
me. she was wearing a white halter-top,
its shoulder ties slipped to the side of
her arms, and a white skirt that
finished just above her knees.

 i put an arm around her, resting it on
her shoulder, and she rested her head
against me. i risked putting my other
hand on her knee and she just kissed my
neck gently. "i'm tired.." she murmured
into my ear. "will you take me to bed?".

 we had tents pitched in the garden, so
we found one and climbed in. juliette
unrolled her sleeping bag, and pulled
out her night-clothes. she was fumbling
and, like myself, had drank far too much
considering her age. "can i help you?"
i asked, and she nodded. as we both
knelt on the sleeping bag, her back
towards me, i pulled the little bow the
went from the halter top round her neck.
"there's some clips on the back"
juliette whispered, so i unfastened the
four or five clips, and watched the thin
white top open before me. she held her
arms up and i lifted the top up, and put
it to one side. moving my hands to her
tummy, i gently touched her young body,
raising my caresses to the little bumps
that were becoming breasts. her nipples
were hard, maybe from the cold, but she
turned and kissed me as i played with
them between my fingers. i moved my lips
to hers, and felt a little tongue
probing between them, pushing to touch
my own. as she turned she tilted back
onto her bottom, folding her legs up
against her front. her skirt stretched
over her bottom now only covered the top
of her legs, and i touched them, slipp-
ing a hand between her calf and thigh.
my palm slipped down to the skirt's hem,
then round to the inside of her thigh,
until my fingertips were touching her
tight little panties. her kisses were be
becoming more furtive, so treating this
as desire i slipped my fingers, and then
my hand, under the knicker, and over
her smooth, almost hairless pussy. her
knees parted so exerting some pressure
on my middle finger, i parted her labia,
and touched the tight, sticky, inside of
this cute little school-girl vagina.

 after playing like this for what felt
like hours, juliette slippped out of her
skirt and panties, i undressed, and
together we climbed into the sleeping
bag. pressed body to body, closely
together.

 my penis was long and hard, and below
the fabric of the bag, i felt her fumb-
ling fingers stroking me. reaching down,
 i closed her fingers around its girth
and motioned them up and down, then
moved an arm around her little body. my
fingers touched the left of her buttocks
and pressed her groin closer as she
slowly masturbated me.

 the young, pretty, nymphet begin to
whimper, becoming excited from teh un-
deliberate rubbing of her own hands
against her clitoris, and the pace of
her masturbation began to increase. she
tarted to suck on my ear-lobes, licking
up and down my neck, and i knew that i
would soon be cumming.

 "can i cum inside of you?" i asked,
gently. by way of an answer, the twelve
year old brunette rolled us, as if a one
so that i was on top of her, between her
knees.

 reaching between her legs, i parted her
labia and nudged the head of my cock
between the lips. her fingers joined
mine, then moved to hold my foreskin,
continuing her unrelentless wanking,
forward and back. she pulled more than
she pushed, and slowly i begin to slip
into her tight cavity, i ecstatic as
i floated on the verge of orgasm. as my
penis was enveloped a few inches into
her pussy she grunted as her hymen broke
and put her fingers around my balls,
squeezing gently. i pushed slightly
harder, and slid deep into her body.

 juliette said nothing, but emitted
little pants and gasps as i move in and
out. her forefinger stretched up
touching the skin between my scrotum and
anus. "juliette, my bottom, touch my
bottom and help me cum...."
the obedient girl kissesd my lips, then
pushed a forefinger an inch into my
rectum makin me gasp. "do it, please, do
it now" she said, crying her lust. i
pulled my prick back until just its head
was inside of her, then begin more
forcefully and deeply thrusting in and
out. her tongue was darting around my
mouth, aas she wiggle the finger that
penetrated my behind, and in moments i
felt a cold sensation raising from the
inside of my legs, up into my balls.
"yes, juliette, yes" i told her, feeling
her other hand vibrating the small part
of my cock that was outside of her young
cunt. with a final thrust, i ejaculated
my cum deep inside of her, whith the
sudden realisation that i could be
making her pregnant.

 i half pulled out, but as the next wave
of orgasm hit me, pushed back in, not
caring in my ecstasy. my whole body felt
that it was in orgasm as i spurted again
and again.

eventually i stopped, exhausted but sate
stated, and stayed inside, still kissing
my young girl-friend as my penis
softened, and we, together, fell asleep.

 i woke up the following morning alone.
feeling guilty, yet uncertain about the
events of the previous evening, i went
into the house with some trepidation.
those who were neither throwing up in
the toilets, or still asleep outside,
were eating breakfast, so i joined them,
getting a bowl of cereal and a black
coffee. i was a bit uneasy and conscious
that juliette in some fit of nerves
might have told someone of our night
together. however, a few minutes later,
juliette apperared, looking like a
vision, in a little white baby-dool
nighty. whit her panties just visible
below its frilled hem, and cute white
ankle-socks she looked like an
advertisement for little-girl sex, and i
knew that other boys were effected by
her. she gave me a coy smile, then went
over to the fridge. filling a glass of
milk, she walked back to the door,
paused, then came towards me. i was
worriedd as to what she might say, but
she just smiled and passed me a bit of
paper. her brother looked up, but as she
told me it was 'just a telephone
message' he looked down again.

 it wasn't until i returned home that i
opened it. my parents where at church,
but i went to my room and took the note
from my pocket, laying it on the bed.

"dear ian,

 last night was lovely for me... i love
you so much, but know that you're
probably not interested in a girl like
me because i'm too young. i don't mind
if you have lots of other girl-friends,
but i'll always do anything for you.
i've been looking at william's dirty
magazines since i came to bed, and read
one that showed an older girl in a
school uniform being spanked. would you
want to spank me? is that what men want
to do with girls like me? maybe you want
me to suck you willy while you spurt
your white stuff into my mouth? you
could do anything at all, really, even
if i didn't like it, or if it hurt me,
because you're all that matters.
please call me, and even if i'm not as
old, or as pretty, as your other girl-
friends, at least you know that i'll
always say yes to you.

                     i love you juliette
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