Leafa's POV...

Ahh, relaxing at the deserted beach next to my house, all alone. Don't get me wrong, I'm a really social person. But such moments of spending lone time aren't bad either. I was wearing my white bikini.

It had been one week since our spring break began and one month since Eugeo's spring break ended. Actually, I don't know why I mentioned that thing about Eugeo. I mean, it's not relevant in this context. Also, I had a feeling that something wasn't quite right with my body lately, but I couldn't put my finger on it.

Anyway, after having sunbathed for a long time, I decided to check out my text messages. I fumbled in my bag, took out my cellphone, turned into a supine lying position, with one knee bent and raised and the other leg crossed over it, and started reading my unread messages.

'Zup, bimbo? My parents are once more trying to convince me to marry that Nobuyuki guy, just because he has a lot of money, and I'm so bored,' Asuna's message said. I chuckled.

'Hey, asshole. I hate you as always,' Sinon's message said. I giggled. I made a mental note to text her back later in order to tell her that I hate her too.

'Dear Leafa, I hope this message finds you well...' Lol. Someone must explain to Seven the difference between sending a text message and writing a letter on a piece of paper the way they did in older centuries.

'How are you doing, Leaf? I'm so excited about Rain's concert tomorrow. I haven't told my sister anything, because she would be jealous like hell. I'll fill you in on all the details as soon as possible.' Darn! I had to admit I envied Kirito too. Actually, I wanted to murder that lucky bastard!

I was about to read Lisbeth's message as well when I heard something. I tilted my head back and saw that the deserted beach was not that deserted anymore. A little boy was sitting on a towel he had lain down and looking at me. He must have been around 10-12 years old. He was reading a book. He had strawberry blonde hair, parted in the middle, and blue eyes. The way he was quivering, I could tell he really wanted to masturbate at that moment, but he hesitated. It seemed he really liked what he saw, tee hee hee! Whenever I looked at him, he would immediately feign heavy interest in his book.

Let's play a little! I put my phone aside and turned into a prone position, hands under chin, with my calves raised, revealing my soles with sand stuck on them. The boy gasped as I offered him a friendly smile. 'Hey, there, little guy. Will you help me reapply sunblock?'

'M-me?' the boy pointed a finger at himself, shocked.

'Yes, you,' I winked.

The boy approached tentatively, gulping. I gave him the container, put down my calves and closed my eyes. I lost myself in the kid's caresses. 'Make sure to apply everywhere,' I said as the kid's palms explored my back. Eventually, he proceeded to apply sunblock on my ass, my thighs, my calves, my soles.

'Other side time,' I cried perkily, turning over, startling the young boy. He started enjoying my front side, applying the substance on my belly, my cleavage, my legs. 'What is your name sweetie?' I asked him while he was still applying.

'Julien,' he answered.

I sat up and assumed a cross legged sitting position. 'I'm Leafa, by the way,' I offered him a handshake.

The boy gulped and shook hands with me.

'May I ask you something, Julien?' I asked.

'Umm... sure,' he said, stroking the back of his head.

'Why are you afraid to jack off?' I asked.

The boy dropped the sunblock container in surprise.

As if I hadn't crossed any boundaries, I carried on, casually: 'Is it because this is a public place? Or are you ashamed to do it in general?'

'A-ashamed to do it in general,' the boy managed to stutter.

'Really?' I asked with genuine sympathy and took his hands in mine.

My tone of voice made him relax a little. 'I haven't done it in four years,' he admitted.

'But why? Why do you oppress your natural urges? Why do you deprive yourself of something so beautiful?' I asked, with a sad but sweet expression.

'I... I don't know. I guess my parents have raised me that way,' he said.

'Tell your parents to go to Hell,' I snapped.

He raised an eyebrow.

'No offense,' I giggled and raised a palm.

Silence. I looked at the child's bulging crotch.

'So, Julien, how about you start enjoying your life?' I proposed.

'Huh? What do you mean?' he asked, though I think he had a pretty good idea.

'Masturbate right now!' I said bluntly.

'WHAT?'

'Don't worry, nobody is watching us,' I winked. 'I'll even offer you some visual help.'

I stood up, walked to a coconut tree nearby and, using it as a makeshift pole, started a seductive dance.

The boy's eyes widened.

'Do it, my sweet, little boy,' I said as I wrapped a leg around the makeshift pole. 'Have some fun. You deserve it.'

Hesitantly, Julien placed a hand on his swimtrunks and started touching himself.

My dance continued. I would cross legs around the slim tree trunk. I would turn my back to him and sway my hips. I would make sexy rotations. I would give the boy playful winks. I would lie down on the sand and roll around, looking at him with sultry expressions. Finally, I wrapped both legs around the tree, riding it. (Man, I'm good. Maybe I should consider a pole dancing career in the future. Or at least upload a pole dancing video for my loyal fans on youtube.)

Julien cummed in his swimtrunk with a gasp, his eyes widening, his grip on his crotch tightening. He collapsed on his towel with a smile. I approached and lay down sideways next to him. 'So, did you get a good relief?' I asked, caressing him.

He nodded.

'I'm glad to hear this,' I winked. 'You really needed it.'

'Thanks, Leafa,' Julien stood up with a smile of delight. 'You changed my life. I will never forget you. I have to go now. Bye.'

He picked up his things and left, without bothering cleaning the mess in his swimtrunks. As he walked away, I saw him raising a fist and letting out a happy squeal. I shook my head negatively and laughed.

My cellphone rang. It was Strea. 'LEAFA, DON'T WORRY, I'M NOT MAD AT YOU. I'M JUST TYPING WITH CAPITAL LETTERS BECAUSE THE CAPS LOCK BUTTON HAS BEEN STUCK.'

I texted her back. 'Did you try to press it again?'

A few seconds later, I received another message from the purplehead. 'Wow, Leafa, you were right. Thank you so much!'

I laughed.