I gently placed Violet on the bed, then locked the door. I turned around and saw the little girl lying in a lateral position, supporting her upper body with her elbows and swinging one leg lazily. 'So are we gonna do it or what?' she asked, keeping up her cute attempts to act cool.

At that point, I felt some remorse. She was a 12 year old prostitute! Was she really doing that on free will?

I sat on the bed next to her and caressed her stocking wearing leg. 'You know, we don't have to do this if you don't want to. We can just cuddle and talk.'

Violet raised an eyebrow. 'You paid 50 grand just to talk?'

'Even paying one million dollars just for a furtive smile of yours is worth it,' I smiled at her.

'Quit bullshit,' Violet snapped and sat up, startling me. 'Stop treating me as if I'm a little child. I'm a fully grown, sexy woman, dammit!'

Fully grown, my ass! She hadn't even started growing breasts yet. Yet she was trying so hard to seem adult and sexy instead of the innocent little girl she really was. To follow in her mother's footsteps. Poor girl. The only family, the only role model she had ever had in her life was a prostitute. What kind of life was that creature supposed to lead? What kind of future was she to have?

Perhaps I should do something to help her. And then it occurred to me that I could do nothing to help her, because all those events had already happened! I could change nothing! And it didn't matter anymore, since, in the modern era, Violet was almost certainly dead, unless she was one of those very few people that live past 110 years of age.

I sighed. Well, if that was the case, if that stuff had already happened and I could change nothing, there was no need to feel remorse. I might as well enjoy this experience and try to make it as pleasant for Violet as possible too, giving her the best fuck of her life. (The first fuck of her life would be the best fuck of her life!)

And so, I took her leg in my hands and started slowly removing her stocking, kissing and groping as I was revealing her yummy flesh. Past a point, the girl started sighing, which indicated that she, too, was enjoying it, a little.

When her stockings were off, I positioned her on her knees. She didn't resist. She gulped. I could feel that she was eager to show she had grown up, but she was also a little anxious.

'Don't move,' I whispered and she nodded. I got up, undressed at lightning speed and returned to the bed.

I moved her hair aside and started caressing her neck, causing her to sigh, close her eyes and bite her lip. Eventually, I lowered my head and added kisses to the caresses. Then the kisses became sucks that were sure to leave hickeys.

With my finger, I rotated her little head, causing her to look at me. I wrapped a hand around her neck and stuck my lips to hers. After a moment which she needed for her initial shock to subside, she reciprocated, trying to wrap her little arms around my waist, without much success, though. Nevertheless, we made out like that for a while.

I broke the kiss and let her head turn around again. I started undoing her dress.

'I love you once...' Violet whispered as I was removing her dress, revealing her undeveloped yet awesome nude body.

'...I love you twice...' she continued as I tossed her dress away and gently positioned her on her back on the mattress.

'...I love you more than beans and rice,' she ended her sentence with a childlike smile as I was removing her underpants, the last garment on her body, the last barrier between me and her!

Awww! It seemed that, as much as she was trying to seem mature and sexy, deep inside, she was a romantic, 12 year old, fairytale princess, who craved her prince. And, in her eyes, at least for that night, I was that prince! At least for that night, she wanted to live in her fairytale.

I really hope she managed to find her prince later in her life, a kind man who saved her from brothels, though, as I said earlier, it no longer mattered, since, in the modern era, Violet is dead.

I had almost fully removed her underpants, the girl flailing her legs in an attempt to help me do it faster. When her underpants reached her foot, I took her foot bridge in my hands and kissed it tenderly while, with the other hand, I tossed the underpants away.

'Come on,' Violet opened and raised her arms and legs, inviting me to take her virginity.

I made a wait gesture and stood up. Umm, now, where was I to get a condom? I searched in my trousers pockets, but I didn't find any. I searched in the drawers in the room, without having any better luck.

Come to think of it, did prostitutes even use condoms in 1917? And, if they didn't, how did they avoid pregnancy? Well, whatever they used, I guess it wasn't very effective, otherwise Violet's mother wouldn't have conceived her in the first place!

In the end, I decided to just proceed without protection. I mean, considering that was my past life, there would be no consequences when I returned to modern Japan anyway, tee hee hee!

I started kissing her breastless chest and her belly, eliciting childlike giggles from her, occasionally mingled with some momentary moan that indicated Violet was also somewhat sexually into it. I took her upper limb in my hand and planted kisses along her arm until I reached her delicate hand.

I gently positioned myself on top of her, careful not to crush her little body. After some awkward effort, accompanied by our giggles, Violet managed to wrap her legs around my waist.

I slowly inserted my cock in her pussy. Violet's eyes widened. 'It hurts, but I like it,' I heard her whisper.

'What?' I playfully raised an eyebrow.

Violet nervously took an indifferent expression and said, 'I mean... cool, whatever.'

I chuckled and started thrusting... and thrusting...

Violet sighed... and moaned... and screamed!

Wait, those were screams of pain! I stopped. 'Are you alright?' I asked, worried.

'Sure I am,' she snapped, angry. 'You think you can hurt me? It doesn't hurt at all! Go on, sir. Hit me with your best shot!'

Even though I knew she wasn't as tough as she wanted to seem, I resumed thrusting.

Her screams were getting louder and louder. Indicating greater and greater pain. But this time, I didn't stop.

However, it seemed her cries had become so loud that they resonated throughout the whole building and alerted her mother, Hattie!

And so, the door opened and Hattie burst in, followed by several people (clients, prostitutes and madams) who were trying to stop her. However, at that moment, her motherly instincts had given her such a rush of adrenaline that she was fighting them all off!

'WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY DAUGHTER?' Hattie roared.

I turned around for a moment to look at her, without interrupting my thrusts nonetheless. She was a fairly beautiful woman with middle length, curly, red hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a white dress that left her arms, shoulders and cleavage exposed.

'Stay out of this, mom,' Violet cried, tightening her legs around me. 'I can... aaarggh... I can handle it!'

During those last words, from Violet's tone of voice, I could tell that, as much as she was in pain, she was also close to climaxing. I guessed it was time. And who cared that ten people who had burst in the room were watching me?

'I'M CUMMIIING,' I yelled as I emptied what I presumed to be several days' worth of semen in Violet's vagina. (Man, my past self must have not got laid in a long time to produce all that stuff!)

I got off her, with a delighted smile on my face. Violet rolled her little body, ending up with her belly on the mattress, turned her head sideways, closed her eyes and almost immediately fell asleep. All that pain and that intense orgasm had turned out to be too much for her!

Her mother sat on the bed next to her and tried to wake her up. 'Violet? VIOLET! Are you okay? Please, speak to me.'

'Mmm, Kirito chan,' Violet mumbled in her sleep with a smile of felicity.

Wait a minute, how did she know my name? That moment, Violet opened her eyes and her head transformed into that of Seven. 'Kirito chan,' she repeated, now in an imperative tone of voice. Huh?

The next thing I knew, I was sitting on a chair, Seven standing in front of me. 'KIRITO CHAN, WAKE UP.'

I jumped to my feet, startling my 12 year old classmate. I looked around. I was back in the modern era, back in Seven's room. Asuna was still sitting on the bed.

'So, how was it?' Seven enquired excitedly.

I told them the story.

'Violet, huh? Nice name,' Seven commented.

Asuna stood up and clapped once. 'My turn,' she declared with a lively smile. 'I want to see what my own past life was like.'

Asuna took my place on the chair and Seven hypnotised her. For about half an hour, Seven and I were watching my red headed girlfriend sleeping, occasionally smiling and moaning! Don't tell me she, too, was having a sexual experience!

However, as soon as she woke up, I realized something was wrong. Asuna glared at me. 'You'll never guess who I was in my past life,' she said in a low voice, in a threatening tone.

I gulped. Could she be... no no no... that was extremely unlikely... almost impossible.

'I WAS VIOLET, ASSHOLE,' she cried. 'How dare you child molesting me in our past lives? I should report you to the FBI.'

I extended my arms forward, trying to calm her down, as she was slowly getting up, about to attack! 'A-Asuna... honey, I can explain...'

For the following minutes, a ballistic Asuna was chasing me around in Seven's room, throwing at me whatever hard objects she could find. Meanwhile, Seven sat back at her desk and went back to studying, as if nothing was happening! 'Same old,' she whispered while Asuna was mauling me.