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Chris Hailey's stories Guest authors Comments. By Chris Hailey Home Contact. Copyright Story codes: Mg12, MF, slow, rom, oral, first. Tobias Smith pushed the thick needle through the leather strap, pulled the thick string along with the needle, pushed it back through again.

Over and over, he poked the needle through the leather and pulled it taut, affixing the necessary padding to the harness and making it doubly secure. He'd already poked his finger three times and it hurt like a Tinkerbell porn story of a bitch but he had to do it, out of professional obligation.

He wasn't even being paid, for god's sake, but he had to do it. Once he finally had the padding sewn into place, he held it up and looked at it and shook his head distastefully. Well, it'll have to do. Tobias had the perfect job, at least by some ing. And he'd worked on some of the greatest runs in the theater business, all the best Shakespeare plays, some fantastic touring Broadway hits, and a whole lot of famous musical acts.

But the art scene in this town was slowly dying. The benefactors of yesteryear were all gone, replaced by entrepreneurs more interested in making the next lease payment on their private jet than pouring money into an old theater in a dying downtown. Tobias often found himself lately wishing that he'd chosen some other career path. This one was looking more and more like a dead end that wouldn't last much longer. He set down the contraption he was working on, sucked at his injured finger for a moment, then grabbed his jacket and headed out the door to the pub down the street.

He pulled his eyes away from the bottom of his pint of beer and looked over at the woman who had sat down heavily on the stool next to him. Katie always knew how to make him smile. He lifted his finger in the air to show her his wound. We've got this girl cast as Tinkerbell, this kid, and she flies around a lot in the script, and the prick that runs the show won't cough up the money to buy a harness that'll fit her. So I'm trying to fix up one of our old harnesses. Don't they usually just have a fake Tinkerbell, like just Tinkerbell porn story spotlight or something?

Hey Seamus," Katie yelled to the bartender, "get Toby here some food! So is the Tinkerbell girl cute? She knew from personal experience that Tobias's taste in women ran a little young. Our run of Wilson's Fences was huge last year.

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No way! She's got a pretty impressivereally, which is a hell of a lot more than I can say for the girl they cast as Wendy. I'm not sure how she got the gig. She must give good head. The lady smiled. It is something you enjoy, if I remember rightly. As he watched her walk to the kitchen again, he found that he felt a little bit better about his sucky life. Katie had a way of doing that for him. Everyone in the room looked at the girl who would be Tinkerbell, and the director raised his eyebrows. He'd just handed out stage instructions for the flying rehearsals that were to start in a couple of days, and he'd ased his own son, a zit-faced twenty-something that hadn't a stitch of experience and was not a union technician, principal or no, to be in charge of Tinkerbell's hoist.

It wasn't that hard to confuse him, to be honest. He wasn't a smart man. Tobias was stunned. He knew she'd been nearby with her mother a few days earlier when he argued with the director about her harness, when he told the director that they needed to find a new one for the girl because all the ones they had were too big for her. They'd probably heard the Tinkerbell porn story condescendingly tell Tobias that he surely could make the harness Tinkerbell porn story, if he just put a little time and effort into it.

But he'd never guessed that Little Miss Perfect had even noticed that he was the only one that seemed to care about her safety at all. For the first time, he saw her precociousness in a slightly different light, and he couldn't help feeling a little prideful. Maybe she wasn't such an annoying kid after all? Maybe he'd misjudged her? Tobias will run mine. There was an uncomfortable silence in the air, as everyone in the room--the director and his son included--knew instantly two things: First, the child was a prima donna of an extraordinary nature, willing to make whatever demands she wished, and fully expecting them to be fulfilled.

And, at the same time, she was absolutely right; of course she was. No way in hell should she put her life and limb in the power of some talentless silly boy just because he's the director's son. She chose the best technician in the house, and she knew it, and so did everyone else. They also all knew that she was going to get exactly what she wanted. There was no doubt about that.

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The director cleared his throat, looked apologetically at his son, and said, "OK, Tobias, here's your asment. After rehearsal that evening, when her mother was there to pick her up, Tobais showed them the retro-fitted harness. The padding is really important because Tinkerbell's in the air so much, you don't want it to chafe. Smith," Mrs. Blackwell said to him with a genuinely gracious smile. Her kind words caused him to pause for a moment and look a bit closer at her. And he did like what he saw; her skin was a few shades darker than Anishia's and he wondered for a moment if maybe the girl's father was white.

The mother was a fine looking woman, shapely and athletic with an intelligent and professional air about her. I won't have a kid get hurt on my watch. He could tell that she knew she'd made the right choice when she demanded that Tobias operate her hoist. Any chance she can stay late after rehearsal tomorrow, so we can try this thing out?

Now, when she has her costume on, the harness will be underneath it, so it's important that she wears the right Anishia grinned, apparently finding his discomfort at the topic humorous. The woman, though, just made the same gracious smile. And maybe a pair of shorts? And so it was that he was standing the next evening after rehearsal with the little twelve-year-old acting prodigy, reaching around her skinny body in very intimate ways to attach the harness's leather straps, as she stood wearing nothing but a thin white cotton teeshirt and a pair of pajama shorts.

The shirt clung tightly to her body, frighteningly tightly Tinkerbell porn story Tobias. It left nothing at all to the imagination. He'd noticed before, when he would stand and watch her recite Tinkerbell porn story lines so skillfully, that she was at that remarkable time in a young girl's life when her body was just beginning to change, in the most fascinating and captivating ways, and he'd wondered what she really looked like underneath her schoolgirl jumper she usually wore to afternoon rehearsals.

But now they stood there alone together in the empty auditorium, and, right in front of him without a concern in the world, the girl had slid her pajama shorts up under her pleated skirt, then pulled the skirt off, and then unbuttoned her blouse and took it off while he just stood there gape-mouthed like a moron and trying hard, far too hard, to pretend he wasn't staring at the two most adorable mounds of baby fat in the entire world, sweet little preteen breasts poking out from underneath her thin cotton shirt and jiggling bralessly as the blouse came off.

She looked up at him, clearly noticing despite his efforts that he was staring, and she blushed, her dark cheeks reddening just ever so slightly. He had to pass the last of the leather straps between her legs, God damn it! But once that strap was buckled, he was done. They sat together on the front skirt of the stage after they'd finished their extra rehearsal that day, swinging their legs together in time as they waited for her mother to arrive. He couldn't help looking at her in a very different light; she'd done remarkably well in the difficult task of learning how to fly.

Flying on stage is a strange art form and involves careful interaction between the actor and the hoist operator and he had been terribly concerned that she would be uncooperative and there would be serious problems, particularly since in this production, Tinkerbell spent so much of her time on stage up in the air. But it had gone wonderfully. She took his advice with ease and added her own touch of playfulness, at least once she'd gotten used to it, and Tobias was very impressed indeed.

He stared at her face. It was the prettiest thing! Round and full-cheeked, in some ways it had the feel of a little girl's face, which was accentuated by the curls of light brown hair that hung Tinkerbell porn story it in a raggedy ann sort of way. In fact, that was it! She looked like a doll! The most adorable mahogany dark-skinned doll you have ever seen. She looked at him and smiled, obviously aware that he had been staring.

That's when he noticed her eyes, dark obsidian contrasting with bright white. They were soul-catchers, those eyes. They sat on the stage skirt Tinkerbell porn story their legs in silence for a while. He wanted to say something, anything, to keep the conversation going, if only to see that beautiful smile again.

Anishia sat up straight. Tobias couldn't help looking for just a split second at her thin chest, her little joys hidden now beneath her schoolgirl blouse that she'd put back on after the flying lesson, but suddenly partially visible because of her new posture.

He managed to smile at her answer, but he knew it was something more of a smirk. The girl noticed, too. She slouched slightly. It's just the truth. I'm the best student in my class. She smiled at him. There it is! That beautiful smile again! He could see her adorable round brown doll-like cheeks get flush. Almost unintentionally, he reached out and put his hand on her knee. This wouldn't have anything to do with the girl that's playing Tinkerbell, would it? Katie knew him so well!

It was the most adorable thing. Busy day tomorrow. I'll do my part too. He particularly liked the way her little breasts jiggled In her tight cotton undershirt when she laughed. He tried to say lots of funny things. They'd taken to doing a little bit of gossiping about the other people in the play during the last couple of days when they were waiting for her mother to pick her up. But this was a new piece of gossip he hadn't heard Anishia say before. Not that it was much of a surprise. Dmitri, the man they cast as Peter Pan, was a diminutive Russian ballet star who was struggling to get rid of his thick accent, and was obviously as gay as Liberace.

Tobias nodded. No big deal though, right? Bridget was the bimbo cast as Wendy, and Mr. Johnson was the director of the play. Jenny's way older than me, she's like fifteen, and she talks dirty sometimes. She says dirty stuff. Jenny said said she was sucking his, you know He's kinda gross. Tobias decided to take the conversation another step, to see just where it might lead.

The girl seemed a little nervous, and he couldn't help thinking that maybe her interest in the subject was more than mere gossip about Wendy. Maybe that's what Bridget was doing? Just being nice and helping him out? She nodded, then sat quietly, apparently absorbing it all in and thinking something. Tobias could feel his heart racing. He was trying to decide whether to nudge the girl in the direction he was hoping the conversation was going.

She seemed so sweetly nervous, he was certain he knew where he could take this if he tried.

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