TBaby/Smith/Alice/Telling The Story/The True Story
"Mum left me playing on the swings while she took Trevor get his hair cut. There were some other kids playing at first, but then they all went off somewhere leaving me on my own."
"I hadn't noticed the man sitting on the bench reading a newspaper at first, but then he came over and asked me if I wanted a push. I said okay and he just stood behind and pushed me for a while, all the time asking questions about what my name was and how old I was. He seemed really nice, so when he said there was something secret in the woods that he could show me, I just went along with it. They'd warned us about the bad men who offer sweets to get kids in their cars, but he didn't seem at all creepy."
"I held his hand just went along with him until we got to this wooden hut. He opened the door and stood back to let me go in first. I didn't really know what to expect but I guess I was a bit surprised to see that it had a rug on the floor and there was a couch against one wall. There was a table in the couple of chairs as well, but not much else. When you close the door behind him it was fairly dark because the windows were quite dirty and there wasn't a light."
"I asked him what the secret was and he sat down on the couch, unzipped his trousers, and pulled his willy out. I just stood there looking at it and he asked me if I'd ever seen one before. I told him I'd seen my brother's, but his was much bigger. It was quite stiff and standing straight up. He said he was feeling a bit sore and asked me if I'd rub it for him so I sat down beside him and put my hand around it."
"He put his hand over mine and started sliding the loose skin up and down, then he said that it wasn't working and he asked me if I could kiss it better. I thought that was a bit weird and I said so, so he reached round, picked up this magazine and showed me some pictures of a man and a girl and she had his willy in her mouth. He said that's what girls did, so I just went along with it and opened my mouth."
"It wasn't long before he pushed me off and all this white stuff came squirting out of the end of his willy. Afterwards, he made me promise not to tell anyone and he gave me the book with the pictures in to take home. He wanted me to come back again the next day, and I said I would, but I was fibbing because I knew that we were going home.