Lolita

 
Lolita paints her lips in red lipstick, rehearsing suggestion in front of the mirror.
 
Lately she realized that her shapes changed; her hips got wider, her tits started acquiring a turgent size.


Ay, Lolita...


You've got so much time...I've got so little life.



It would be nice to see you doing a scissor with another Lolita.


If you'd know how hard is being a man.





A man.