H-Girl Junkie

An excerpt from H-Girl Junkie

"Come on, Frankie!" she begged. "Just a little! Ten bucks?" The strap of her slip slipped off her shoulder, baring the smooth bare flesh over her breast; but she didn't care. Her voice was a hoarse whisper. "Please, Frankie, I'm desperate."

"Nina, don't--"

"Frankie, please! I'm your sister! Please help me. Anything, honey, please; I'll take anything...."

He looked away, afraid now that he was staring at her small, pointed breasts pushing thru the thin fabric.

She put her arms around him. "Just ten bucks, Frankie. I'll-- I'll--" Their lips met in a soft kiss, timid at first, but urgent. They breathed in one breath as they kissed again and again... and Nina's slip fell from her shoulders completely, uncovering her slender, white nakedness.

"Stop," he whispered desperately.

"I don't care if it's wrong," she said. "Will you give me money? A little money for medicine? I need it so bad!" Her voice was a desperate whisper. His prick was a firm knot in his pants.