THE OLD SCHOOL theory of a dirty old man was a fact in my neighborhood here in brooklyn n.y...they were everywhere from a bodega owner,a window peeker,the ones sitting in public parks and those that chilled by the pool,fuck..even my grandpa back in the day walk me to school and be flirting with my friends asking them if they got boyfriends and how one or the other had nice tits.it's not to say that young girls and boys in my hood weren't having sex and there was a lot of i****t going on behind closed doors with some daddy,uncle or in my case my grandfather.new york city in the early 70's was heavy on promoting sex via television,porn theaters and stores that sold sex magazines,dildos,condoms right next to the rack of comics and toys.i was 12 years old with a father who spent more time in prison than at home while my mother worked two factory jobs to pay the monthly bills for a small apartment where we lived with my grandfather,he was a strong masculine negro who had a fetish for smelling me and my moms dirty panties and often masturbated with the bathroom door open since as far back that i could remember...my mother had no time for dating and with my dad constantly in prison mostly for drugs and assaulting police officers she was often lonely so of course my grandpa provided that male companionship when my mother felt the desire for sexual pleasure.i'd often watch them enjoy the simple intimacy of just being a man and a woman like nature had created them with all the imperfections that we lived in our daily lives.she'd often say it was better with ones own than having to stress over my dads constant bullshit and bringing just any motherfucker off the street to play the role of daddy and i understood that and i believed her when she said my grandpa was a far better lover than my dad was because at age 61 he would fuck and go at my mother practically the whole night his black dick was a 10 inch snake as thick as my 12 year old fist...i had long ago accepted my mothers way of life and of course my grandpa was content to know that i had no issues with their lives,though i often joked that he should really stop smelling my dirty panties.starting young it was extremely painful to have sex because i had a small pussy and of course my grandfather would never attempt it but outside my home there were many sexual predators who would go to any lengths to get their huge dick in a small negro girl.i was used to the constant attention from dirty old men offering to buy me candy and ice cream when i walked to and from school since it wasn't often my grandpa would take me but like most girls growing up eventually i was going to have sex.i never thought my first time would be with the janitor of our school who had an old shed right outside in the schoolyard where the mops,buckets and cleaning products were kept in storage,students were advised to use the front entrance because the shed was always fenced off and locked to avoid theft.though the janitor had been reported to school officials for misconduct in sexual contact with young schoolgirls the union fought to keep him on due to his 10 years of service at the school.despite my awareness what men are capable of i was one of the very few who often stopped to say hello if he was out in the schoolyard,since the entrance to the school was around the other corner the street and schoolyard area was usually isolated so he'd walk up to the fence to say hello...though my name is trisha he liked to call me baby-girl and i guess one could assume why some young girl would find him attractive because he looked like an older version of the actor denzel washington though he wore those hillbillie farm pants with the shoulder straps.he was tall,masculine and didn't come off sounding macho because quite surely the bulge in his pants pretty much assured me he was.i'd often looked at the shed wondering if i should accept his offer when he invited me...BABY-GIRL,DON'T NOBODY GONNA KNOW THIS HERE JUST YOU AND ME BUT COME ON NOW BEFORE SOMEONE SEE YOU..we had been friends for only a short while and i didn't really care about someone seeing us because my mother and grandfather would understand what was going on yet he could get into trouble.he opened the gate and we both looked around to make sure no one saw me run into the shed,apart from the cleaning equipment there was a chair and table by the wall of the shed and behind the door there was a makeshift bench with blankets and a pillow.he kept the shed well organized and had posters on the wall of a young janet jackson,the late farrah fawcette which was very popular with young boys and men in those times and a poster of bruce lee...the shed was painted a dark red with black polka-dots which i thought was ugly and stupid,perhaps the only thing that made the shed interesting was the small space it provided us to be closer when he closed the door behind us because i liked the smell of his cologne [old spice]....it just seem to happen so naturally in the privacy of that shed where no one would interfere with a young girls sexual awakening,the janitor was gentle in removing my school dress and panties tasting and smelling the aroma i had stained them with my pussy juice...he was a tall man so much so i could simply reach out and touch the bulge in his pants as he unclasped the shoulder straps allowing his farm pants to fall down to his rusted work boots,his dick was semi-erect and curved to one side of his leg though he wasn't massive in regards to my grandfathers 10 inch snake he certainly had his thicker and stood erect at 7 inches...naturally having seen my mother perform oral sex on my grandfather many times i instinctively tried to do the same with the janitor though it was too thick to get it in my mouth so i used my tongue to suck the surface of it's bulbous head and tasted his pre-cum though it was too salty and i spit it out.i could barely get my hands around his dick to masturbate him and knew that sexually he would have to be extremely gentle getting it up inside me.suddenly there was someone knocking on the door though we remained calm as i quickly picked up my cloths and he re-strapped his farm pants whispering for me to go out a back door i hadn't noticed earlier,there was no time to dress as i ran out the backdoor and i guess the janitor was extremely lucky that despite there being a housing project across the street there was only a young woman at her 4th floor window feeding her baby.i put on my school dress and ran to hide behind one of the trees that were lined against the fences and put my panties in my school bag.several flys seemed attracted to the scent of my privates and kept flying up my dress and according to my felix the cat watch it was only 9;15 in the morning and it wasn't until 9;40 that the janitor came out looking for me...YOU ALRIGHT BABY-GIRL,THAT WAS JUST MY BOSS COME DO SOME INVENTORY AND SEE HOW I'M GETTING ALONG SO COME ON BACK IN THE SHED WHILE I GO A MINUTE TO CLEAN AND MOP BATHROOM ON 2ND FLOOR...COME ON GIRL BEFORE SOMEONE SEE YOU OUT HERE,DAMN BABY-GIRL I'M GOING TO FUCK YOUR PUSSY GOOD BEFORE THIS DAY OVER...GO ON INSIDE AND KEEP THAT PUSSY WARM UNTIL I GET BACK...i ran back in the shed through the backdoor looking up at the young girl with the baby but they weren't at the window,time can seem like an eternity when your sitting around waiting so having taken off my school dress i went to lie down on the makeshift bench.i must have slept for some time because the janitor came in just as i was getting up GO ON TURN OVER ON YOUR BELLY BABY GIRL...doing as he instructed he pretty much fingered my privates and used his tongue to stimulate my pussy but his oral sex performance didn't quite impress me sexually nor did i appreciate his constant attempts to insert his huge thick fingers in my ass...having failed to convince me to relax and hold still the janitor got off his knees to remove his funny looking farm-pants and walking over to a small sink he washed his hands,having dirtied my privates he came back with a warm rag so that i could clean myself and to explain why he kept a plastic bottle of baby-oil hidden away in the shed when i noticed it in his hand...BABY-GIRL,THEY'S NOTHING LIKE SLIDING BIG DICK IN HOT LITTLE PUSSY WITH THIS STUFF,YOUNG GIRL LIKE YOU DON'T HAVE ENOUGH FEMALE PUSSY JUICE TO GET MY DICK LUBED AND IT SURE FEEL GOOD...having used it when i was very young because my mother said it help to avoid rashes and keep my privates soft and moist i permitted him to in his words...GET IT GOING in my pussy.when the janitor having once again instructed me to turn on my belly i was surprised that with a fair amount of baby-oil lotion he was able to insert two thick fingers in my pussy and literally tear away the lining of my hymen,naturally it hurt and my pussy did bleed coating his fingers with the remnants of my lost virginity but apart from feeling as if a jumbo size bee had stung me his fingers felt huge and pleasant sliding in and out of my lubed pussy so much so i hadn't noticed he had a finger up my ass...without having to look i could feel that oily substance working it's sexual magic to aid the janitors huge hands in pleasuring my privates when suddenly like a huge stallion horse mounting a distracted mare the janitor crawled on top of me,his dick felt like a slab of heavy meat caressing my butt...RELAX BABY-GIRL AND GO ON GET ON YOUR KNEES...when i did i could feel the length of his thick black dick slide down between my legs,it felt hard and fully erect and he seemed to go with his sexual instincts and just let his big black dick poke and probe my pussy as if to detect with sexual accuracy it's tight entrance.i'm sure many young girls and adult woman would agree with me that when any man feels the heat and moistness of a female pussy his sexual reaction is to fuck her and disregard it's painful entry...the janitors confidence in using baby-oil lubricant was more to his advantage than mine when he thrust and moved to guide his big dick towards the entrance of my lubed pussy and practically forcing it to stretch me open,far worse was those few seconds it took the janitor to shove his dick in my pussy using that baby-oil lubricant...i felt grateful and relieved he wasn't the type to abuse young girls sexually having let go of me when he sensed i couldn't take the pain,he got up from the bench while i lay there on my side with my hands between my legs trying to get over the pain in my pussy.having brought over a small bucket of hot water,soap and clean rag he helped to clean me up and was careful to not put pressure on my sore pussy...BABY GIRL,THAT PUSSY GOOD JUST GO ON TAKE SOME TIME TO HEAL THEN COME ON BACK SEE ME...YOUNG GIRLS LIKE YOU DON'T USUALLY COME BACK TO THIS SHED AND I GET NEEDING SOME PUSSY,YOU GO ON COME BACK THESE THINGS TAKE TIME GET MY DICK IN YOU BUT IT DON'T TAKE TOO MUCH TIME GET YOU FUCKING MY DICK AND SPITTING YOUR PUSSY JUICE...i never did go back but in early 2014 of october 19th i drove by that street on my way to a real estate meeting and was surprised the shed in the school-yard was still there,when i inquired with the new janitor a young puerto rican and he informed me that mr. anderson [i never knew his name] had passed away back in 2009...my grandfather passed away in early 2001 at the age of 75 my mother lives with me and my two daughters who attend the school i went to and my father committed suicide back in 2012 when he was sentenced to 15 years in prison for murder...i personally don't have anything against adults having sexual relationships with minors as long as it's consensual and the adult understands that there are sexual limits and respects his/her partners decision as to what those limits will be and yes my daughters are free to experiment sexually,one is 9 years old and the other is 11 years old...one can never judge or blind themselves to reality THE END