This story contains consensual male cub(12) on female teen(17) vaginal sex, first time sex, premature ejaculation, prostitution, anxiety, crying, mentions of divorce and parents fighting, talk of loneliness and bullying, and gratuitous blushing and stuttering. If you do not like or cannot handle these topics, please leave now or use your blacklist. It is nobody's responsibility but your own to make sure you don't see things you can't handle here.

Alley
Dexter's face burned as he walked down the street, his backpack feeling especially heavy today as it sat slung over one shoulder. His mind was racing a million miles a minute as he thought about what he was about to do, wondering if he'd really be able to go through with his idea. He knew how much trouble he could get into if anybody found out what he was planning, and had a rough idea of just how much more trouble he could see if he actually succeeded in his plan. It's not that he wanted to do anything wrong, he was just young and horny and desperate, and his hand simply wasn't cutting it for him anymore after hearing about the kinds of things the other boys in school talked about doing.
He'd heard talk around the school of a girl from the local high school who'd make all your dreams come true for a handful of cash, and after overhearing a few stories, he decided he would give it a shot to finally see what it was like. It took him a long time to finally work up the courage to ask around about the girl, and even longer to build up the nerve to finally go see her, but today was the day. He was finally going to go and lose his virginity, if only his legs would listen and let him keep walking. 
The young rodent looked up as his heart raced, his ears starting to ring as he realized he'd already made it to the street he was looking for. He knew this neighborhood, having lived nearby for most of his life, but knowing about some new secret things made him feel like maybe he didn't really know this place at all. A high school girl who'll make your dreams come true for a few dollars in the alley behind the corner store? He wondered what other secrets might be hiding around here that he'd never have thought of before today.
The 12 year gray squirrel eventually managed to get his legs to cooperate once again, slowly making his way towards the convenience store just across the street from where he'd been awkwardly standing in the middle of the sidewalk. He was thankful there weren't many people around right now, worried about how me might look to anyone watching. Surely they'd know exactly what he was doing around here, right? They wouldn't but the poor boy couldn't shake the thought that everyone would instantly know the second he did what he came to do.
He mentally wrestled himself to cross the street on shaky legs, slowly creeping his way towards the back of the corner store to where he could just see the alley behind it where the dumpsters were, between the shop and the apartment complex next to it. He made his way just before the entrance to the alley when he let out a loud yelp, his heart feeling like it was going to bust straight out of his chest and on to the sidewalk in front of him as a police cruiser sped by and blared its siren, the young boy certain he was going to get arrested before he'd even had the chance to see the girl he was there to meet. He sat crouched on the sidewalk, staring at the ground in a panic, not realizing the car had sped straight by without even noticing him until a few seconds later when his heart finally began to calm down. 
“This is so stupid, you're so stupid, what are you doing. You shouldn't be here!” Dexter fought with himself mentally as he stood at the end of the alley and looked around for signs of life. A small amount of movement caught his eye about half way down the alley, a dark figure not too much bigger than him leaning against the wall and kicking at the ground. He steeled his nerves, fully set on finishing what he'd started by coming here even as his heart raced and his stomach churned anxiously.
As the young boy approached the figure, he could make out more of her features. She was clearly older than him, but he couldn't really tell by how much. She was bigger than him, certainly, but not by as much as he'd expected a high schooler to be. The teen was dressed in a hot pink crop top and a pair of baggy black cargo pants, her long, blonde hair let down underneath a gray beanie that her fluffy ears poked through the top of. He didn't know what he was expecting her to look like when he came here, but it certainly wasn't this. 
His eyes were drawn to her thin stomach, fully exposed by her short shirt, and the sparkly ruby stud stuck in her belly button, contrasting against her fluffy white stomach fur. The rest of her fur was nearly the same shade of light gray as his, and he hadn't realized how long he'd been staring until the sound of the canine's voice made him jolt in shock. “Can I help you, sweetie?”
Dexter stared up at her face, his dark green eyes wide and his cheeks burning red enough to show through his light gray fur. He felt nauseous with anxiety as his fight or flight instinct tried to kick in, but he just stood there staring at her ice blue eyes and sweet smile until he could force himself to speak. “I-I-I- uhm, a-are you J-Jenny?” he managed to stammer out finally after a long stretch of awkward silence.
The husky pushed herself off the wall she was leaning against, sizing up the younger boy before crouching down in front of him. “That's me, why? Wutchya lookin' for me for, cutie?” she asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from the nervous wreck of a boy in front of her.
Dexter felt a lump form in his throat as he fought to speak again, taking every ounce of strength in his body to not collapse from his shaky legs. “I h-heard you m-mIGHt-” Dexter's voice cracked as he spoke, and he felt like he was going to cry out of sheer embarrassment as he made a fool of himself in front of one of the prettiest girls he'd ever seen in his life. His eyes started to tear up as he stood in front of the husky, trying to fight against his nervous stutter. “I h-heard uhm, that you might h-have uhm,” he had to stop to take a deep breath before he could continue, “have s-sex with...with me? I-I have uhm, m-money. I heard y-”
Dexter was cut off as Jenny softly cupped his cheek with one of her hands, looking him in the eye as he stared and trembled in place. She could see his eyes watering, and she felt a pang of guilt in her heart at how visibly scared the boy in front of her was. “What's your name, sweetheart?” she asked in a soft, quiet voice that helped soothe his frazzled nerves.
“I-I'm Dexter,” he squeaked out quietly, his face still burning as the older husky gently rubbed her thumb up and down his cheek.
“Well, hi Dexter. It's nice to meet you,” she said with a warm smile. “You heard right, but I've gotta ask...are you sure this is what you want? You're nothing like the usual kids that come to me after school. You're still innocent, you've still got time to find a nice girl your own age to play with.”
Dexter's heart sank like a brick in his chest. All the nerve he worked up to finally come and lose his virginity, and now he was certain she was just going to send him away. He couldn't hold back a sniffle as his eyes teared up more. “N-none of the girls at school h-have ever liked me much. E-everyone usually just p-picks on me when I try to make friends. I-I thought you would be my one chance. I-I'm sorry,” he whimpered out, wiping his arm across his face as he struggled to stop crying in front of the girl of his dreams.
“You got nothing to be sorry for. I'm not here to judge, I've got no room. This is what I do for fun and extra spending money. I've been doing this for a long time, since before I was even your age. I was seven when I started, so it's been a good 10 years now. Seen a lot of boys come to me, just never one as sweet as you,” she said, trying to calm the boy down. “Just breathe, kid. You're ok.”
Dexter took a deep breath to calm himself down, his heart rate slowing back to normal as Jenny's voice made its way through his ears. He wiped the nervous tears from his eyes again and looked back down to the husky still crouched in front of him. “I-I want to...I'm n-nervous b-but I really want to,” he squeaked out, now sounding entirely unsure of himself despite his words.
Jenny smiled and let out a soft sigh, thinking for a moment before replying. “Alright, I tell you what Dexter. We'll go sit and talk for a little while, and after we talk, you can make up your mind. How does that sound?” She moved her hand from his cheek to the top of his head, laying a comforting stroke down his long, dark gray hair as he nodded. “You hungry?” She let out a soft giggle as he nodded again before she stood and took his hand, leading him out the other end of the alley.
Dexter sat across from Jenny at her kitchen table, chowing down on a box of chicken nuggets the husky bought him on the walk to her apartment. He offered to pay, reaching for his wallet as they stood at the counter, but Jenny playfully shushed him and paid for it herself before walking the boy to her place. “So, Dexter, take your time to answer, but I've gotta ask. Why come to me, really? Are things really that bad for you?”
The question hung heavy in the air, the squirrel taking a moment to finish his bite of nugget before answering. “I-I've never really uhm, I mean, f-friends are hard. I always try to be nice to people, b-but ever since I was little nobody ever really liked spending time with me much. I-I can be really annoying sometimes, and kids always just m-make fun of me when I try to talk to them now,” he stammered out, taking his time to breathe so he could speak clearly.
Dexter felt at ease with Jenny, her voice and general demeanor calming him and making him feel safe. He was still nervous, but he wasn't worried about being turned away or judged by her anymore. For the first time in a long time, he felt like he actually had a friend, even if he knew it probably wouldn't last past today. “T-they're not all mean, there are some nice girls in school, but uhm, none of them will ever really talk to me. I tried. E-even just trying to make normal friends never works, I eat lunch alone a-and then after school I just go home to wait for my mom to get off work.”
Jenny's heart ached for the young squirrel across from her, his sadness clear on his face even as he tried to hide it by avoiding eye contact while he ate. She knew first hand how hard it was to make friends as a 'weird' kid, let alone trying to find someone to get intimate with, especially for something more than just sex. “I was never too good at making friends either, if it makes you feel any better. I'm still not. But it's ok, I don't need anybody else to be happy. It's just more fun to not be alone.”
Dexter looked up, surprised by the husky's words. “You can't make friends? B-but you-”
“Have sex for money? Yeah, believe it or not, that doesn't really go a long way towards making friends. Kind of the opposite, actually,” she said with a halfhearted laugh. “Boys hang out with me because they want my body, not me. Girls hate me because they think I'm just running around trying to steal their boyfriends. Funny thing is, I know all the boys in school that have girlfriends, and I turn em away every time they try to get with me.”
Dexter didn't know how to respond, just staring at the husky across from him as he listened to her speak. He thought for sure a girl like her of all people would have no problem making friends, feeling a mixture of shock and sadness at her admission. Even though her words made him feel sad, it helped him feel a lot less alone in his own problems.
“You don't have to look so sad about it, Dex. It's ok, really. I'm happy enough without friends, I've got plenty of things to help make me happy,” she said with a big, genuine smile. “You remind me of my little brother. He's always had trouble making friends, too, but he's real sweet like you. You're about the same age, too. What are you, 11? 12?”
The young squirrel nodded before clarifying “Y-yeah, 12.” He reached for his last chicken nugget, waiting for Jenny to finish what she was saying.
Jenny took a sip of her soda, briefly frustrated to be met with nothing but the sound of loud slurping as she realized her cup was empty. She huffed and set it down, off to the side of the table, turning her head back to Dexter just in time to see him pushing his own half full cup towards her. “You sure?” she asked, smiling warmly as the boy smiled and happily nodded. “Thanks, Dexter,” she responded before picking up the cup and taking a big sip before setting it down with a satisfied sigh.
“My brother struggles a lot in school because he can't focus. He tries really hard to keep his grades up, and tries even harder to make friends, but nobody wants to hang out with him because he can be a little clingy and chatty. He likes to talk about his games, but nobody else plays them so he never really has anybody to talk about them with who actually cares enough to listen,” Jenny said, looking down at the table and lightly swirling her soda cup around. “He's my best friend. He makes me happy whenever he's here, but I don't get to see him much. He stays with my mom during the week so I only see him on weekends when it's my dad's turn to watch him.”
Dexter's ears perked up as Jenny spoke. “Y-you just live with your dad?” he asked curiously, trying to make sure he understood her correctly.
“Yeah. My parents divorced a few years ago, things just...didn't work out,” she replied, trying to hide just how sad it really made her. “It's for the best. They...they fought a lot. Like, a fucking lot. It's better this way, even if it gets lonely. I love my dad, but he's never here. He works a lot, and when he's not working he usually just comes home to eat and go to bed. He uh, he's got his own problems, but he tries.”
“I never knew my dad,” Dexter squeaked out sadly, just above a whisper. He looked up to Jenny, a sad, sympathetic look on her face as her eyes started to tear up. “I-it's ok! My mom is great, s-she's really nice and works really hard, b-but she always works really late so it gets lonely at home. I've been trying to learn how to cook s-so she doesn't have to do so much when she gets home, but I-I'm not very good at it yet. I'm gonna try to make spaghetti tonight, I can at least boil noodles and mix a packet of sauce,” he said with a smile.
Jenny stood from her seat and walked around the table to crouch down next to the young squirrel. “You're a good boy, Dexter. I hope you know that.” She leaned over to hug him, smiling as she felt him wrap his arms around her. She held him for a moment before pulling away, unable to hold back a soft giggle at the shade of red burning through the boy's cheeks all the way up to the tufted tips of his ears. “So tell me, Dexter,” she said as she placed her hand on his cheek, “do you still want to have sex with me, or do you want to hang out and relax for a while, go home, and try your luck with someone your own age later on?”
Dexter looked up to meet Jenny's eyes, even more sure of his answer now than he was before. “I-I want to do it w-with you.”
Jenny smiled and nodded, grabbing his hand and leading him down the hall towards her bedroom. She sat on her bed, patting the space next to her and waiting for him to sit down. “So, before we start, I want to know what you know, Dex. Do you know anything about sex?”
Dexter blushed hard, shyly nodding. “A-a little. I mean, k-kind of? I remember the basics from uhm, s-sex ed last year, and I've watched some videos online while I uh, t-touched myself,” he stammered out, embarrassed to be talking about his private habits out loud, and with such a pretty girl, no less. “But i-it looks so much more fun in the videos. I know like, uhm, w-where to put it, at least.”
Jenny couldn't help but laugh a little at the flustered boy's admission. She'd had a lot of boys before, but she never got to know them like this before. Dexter felt different to her, she didn't feel like he just saw her as a toy like all the other boys she'd known, but she felt like a friend. Even though she knew the only reason he originally came to meet her was to lose his virginity, she knew this was different than her normal transactions. She thought back to the last boy his age who came to see her, how eager and excited he was, to the point he barely even acknowledged her as anything more than a warm hole to stick his little dick in. She was used to that kind of treatment, and she'd certainly experienced far worse, but something about today was special.
“Okay, Dexter, we're gonna take our time and do this right, okay? Your first time should be special,” she said with a smile, feeling her own cheeks starting to flush. “Do you want to help me get undressed, cutie?”
Dexter frantically nodded, his eyes wide as he imagined what she looked like under her clothes. His eyes were immediately drawn to her exposed midriff, slowly moving his hand closer and closer before he froze and looked up to her for reassurance. She smiled softly and gave an encouraging nod, gasping ever so slightly as his small hand made contact with her fluffy white stomach fur. “W-wow, you're s-so soft, Jenny.”
The husky couldn't help but smile at the young boy's words. She'd had a lot of sex with a lot of boys in her time, but none had ever taken the time to just stop and feel her before getting straight to the fun parts. It was refreshing, and she found herself getting far more aroused than normal from the soft attention. She leaned back on her bed, propping herself up with her arms as she let Dexter take his time to explore her as he worked up the nerve to move further.
Dexter rubbed Jenny's exposed belly for a minute, slowly working his way up to the hem of her crop top before taking a deep breath and looking up to meet her eyes for approval once again. She simply smiled and nodded again, and he slowly started lifting her top up over her chest. The young rodent gasped briefly as the older girl's bare chest came into view, having expected a bra to be in the way. She was practically flat as a board, only just the faintest swell in her chest holding up 2 small, pink nipples. He lifted her shirt up higher, and she took the hint to sit up and lift her arms for him to slip it up and off of her entirely before he set it down on the bed next to him. “Y-you're really pretty, Jenny...wow,” he whispered out as his pants tented hard. 
It was Jenny's turn to blush for real now. Her heart fluttered at the young squirrel's words, unable to hold back a shy smile as she felt his shaky, nervous hands slowly find their way to her chest to get a feel for her tiny breasts. She'd been called many things by many boys in her time, but she couldn't remember a single time in her life one of them just called her pretty. Hot, sexy, fuckable, amazing, she'd heard all these before countless times, but never pretty. The more time she spent with this boy, the more she wanted to make sure he had the best first time possible.
Jenny gasped as Dexter ran his fingers over her nipples, the tiny, sensitive nubs immediately hardening under his touch as she moaned softly. She savored every moment of his attention, beyond happy to have a boy in her bed who seemed interested in making her feel just as good as she was going to make him feel. Her breath hitched, caught in her throat as she moaned out even louder, her nipples growing far too sensitive too quickly and forcing her to reach for Dexter's hands to pull them away. “T-too sensitive, s-sorry,” she gasped out as she tried to catch her breath.
Dexter looked worried, quickly apologizing. “I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to h-hurt you!” 
The husky quickly leaned over to shush him and hug him. “You didn't hurt me, sweetie, don't worry. They're just sensitive. Nobody ever really touches them like that, I'm not used to it yet. It felt really nice while it lasted, though,” she said softly, laying a reassuring stroke down his long hair. “How about we move on to the next part, huh? Can I take your pants off, or do you want to do it?”
Dexter's eyes quickly widened at the question, thinking for a moment. “U-uhm, I...I think I-I'd like it if you did it...If that's okay.”
Jenny nodded reassuringly, putting one hand on Dexter's chest and gently pushing him to lay down. He quickly took the hint, laying back and letting her do her work. Her hands slowly roamed his body, making his heart race as his penis throbbed in his pants, the husky unable to hold back a quiet giggle at the boy's visible excitement. She worked her way down to the hem of his shirt, lifting it up slightly both to peek at his bright white belly fur, and to give her access to his pants button and zipper. She reached for the button, quickly undoing it before fiddling with his zipper, feeling the boy fidgeting around anxiously and trying to stop from covering himself in embarrassment. 
The older canine couldn't help but let out a quiet giggle at the boy's underwear choice as a pair of sky blue boxer briefs covered in acorns came into view. She pulled his pants down further down his legs, stopping for a moment to eye the wet spot that formed in his tented underwear, her heart racing at the thought of how excited this sweet boy was to be with her right now. She reached up to cup his bulge, the young rodent gasping loudly in surprise as his body trembled from the sensation of being touched by someone else for the first time in his young life. Jenny couldn't help but lean forward to take a brief sniff of his crotch, the smell of the boy's excitement causing her own wetness to leak from her as his mild boy musk seared itself into her mind.
Her mouth watered as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of his underwear, slowly tugging it down his thighs. The front briefly got caught on his rock hard erection, causing her to pull just a little bit harder until his penis sprang free and stood straight up into the air excitedly while Jenny pulled his pants and underwear the rest of the way off his legs, leaving him in nothing but his plain black t shirt. Her mouth watered as she stared at his modest underdeveloped humanoid erection, standing proud at 3 and a half inches, the tip still covered by his foreskin. She reached up to gently grab it, causing Dexter to moan out loud as her hand made contact with his freshly bared boy bits.
Dexter's mind blanked out entirely, not believing anything around him was real when he felt the beautiful girl he'd spent the last few hours with actually touching his penis. His heart pounded hard in his chest as he felt her grip his shaft in her fingers, gently pulling down to expose his now extremely slick, bright pink tip to the open air of the room before pulling back up to cover it once again. His slimy precum dripped out of his foreskin and down onto Jenny's fingers, making her cheeks burn as she pulled her hand off of his penis and brought her fingers to her nose to give it a sniff before licking her fingers clean, not realizing Dexter had seen the whole thing until she looked back up to see him staring down at her in aroused disbelief.
The husky stood up once more, motioning for Dexter to sit up. “D-do you want to take mine off now?” she asked, feeling both nervous and excited herself, having worked up quite the slick mess in her own underwear at this point. Dexter nodded, unable to speak as he reached forward with shaky hands to fiddle with her belt, and then the button on her baggy cargo pants. They quickly fell straight to the floor once Dexter popped the button, making him briefly gasp in shock as he was left face to face with Jenny now wearing nothing but a pair of plain black cotton panties with a simple pink bow on the hem. He reached for the waistband, looking up to the girl for reassurance, surprised to see how hard she was blushing down at him as she nodded for him to proceed. 
Dexter pulled the garment down slowly, watching closely as he revealed more and more of her soft fur until he was suddenly faced with her leaking black canine spade. His mouth went dry as his brain short circuited, barely able to process seeing the teen now fully exposed in front of him. He'd heard canine girls were different, but he'd never seen how different until now. “W-wow…” was all he could muster as he stared at her soaked cookie.
Jenny kicked her pants off her legs and laid down on the bed, spreading her legs wide and looking over to Dexter, gesturing for him to come to her. She positioned herself so her legs dangled off the side of the bed, her spade sat level with the edge. She watched as the young rodent stood in front of her, staring down at her fully exposed body and taking in the sight before him. “You can do whatever you want, Dexter. Take your time.”
Dexter gulped, his heart pounding hard as he considered his options. There were so many dirty thoughts running through his mind right now, but what he wanted more than anything was to know what it felt like inside of her. He nervously shuffled his way forward until his stiff prick was just in front of her leaking spade, taking a moment to breathe and steady himself as he reached down to grab his shaft and aim at her hole. 
He slowly pushed forward, gasping loudly when his foreskin covered tip made contact with her hot spade, not expecting her to feel so warm. He took another shaky breath and pushed forward, the pair of them gasping in unison as Jenny's tight spade gripped his tip and caused his foreskin to roll back, exposing his overly sensitive bare head inside of her hot, leaking tunnel. Dexter couldn't even think anymore, his mind overwhelmed with pleasure as he stood still on shaky legs, barely able to hold himself up as Jenny's cute canine cookie constricted around his cock.
Jenny looked up at Dexter's face, blushing at his reaction to finally being inside of her. He looked like he was truly in bliss, his eyes crossed as his body struggled to adjust to these new sensations. Jenny was in her own heaven feeling something she hadn't felt before, as well. She'd had sex for fun for most of her life now, but it never felt this special. This didn't feel like just helping each other get off, it felt like something far more intimate. She looked up at the young boy with pure adoration, letting him take his time as he slowly started to pull back before thrusting forward into her once again, fully sheathing himself inside of her slick hole.
Dexter's rock hard rod throbbed hard inside of Jenny, practically overstimulated already despite having just started. He knew sex would feel better than just using his hand, but he'd never imagined it would feel this much better. He could hear Jenny moaning along with him, adding to his arousal and overall excitement, feeling like he was actually doing a good job. He tried his best to hold out as long as he could, wanting to make sure the husky had a good time, too.
Dexter was panting and sweating as he built up speed in his thrusts, moaning loudly as he looked down to meet Jenny's eyes. Seeing the way she looked at him made his heart leap and flutter, his body quickly overwhelmed as her cookie throbbed around him once again, squeezing his sensitive rod in just the right way that caused his body to seize unexpectedly, the child's eyes crossing as a hot, pleasurable pressure nearly instantly built up in his pelvic muscles, quickly racing up through his throbbing cock and splattering against Jenny's vaginal walls. He let out a loud, whining moan as he stood still, unable to move as his brain completely shut off, just trembling in place as his underdeveloped penis throbbed and shot everything it could inside of the beautiful girl in front of him.
Jenny's heart soared in adoration, happy she could have such an effect on the young boy, and enjoying the pleasant throbs of his modest meat inside of her. It was nowhere near enough to get her off, but in this moment, she was more than happy to just see Dexter having the time of his life. She laid there, looking up at the barely conscious boy as his orgasm slowly left him, waiting for him to come down before speaking. “Did you have fun, sweetheart?”
Dexter's eyes widened, realizing he'd just ejaculated inside of the girl after less than two minutes of thrusting. “I-I'm sorry! I d-didn't mean to go that fast, I just, you squeezed me and i-it-”
Jenny quickly propped herself up and grabbed the boy's face, cutting him off with a kiss. He instantly melted into her, his mind fuzzy with new, pleasant feelings both from the afterglow and the loving smooch. She slowly pulled away, still holding his face and looking him in the eye. “You've got nothing to be sorry for, Dexter. You did great for your first time, and you sounded like you were having fun. That's all I care about.”
Dexter slowly nodded, his penis still gently throbbing inside of her clenching cookie as aftershocks of his orgasm occasionally spiked through him, making him gasp lightly every few seconds. “T-that was s-so much nicer than I thought it would be,” he whispered out with a deep blush. He slowly pulled himself out of Jenny's spade, watching in fascination as a small trickle of his thin, cloudy, barely pubescent semen dribbled out of her and down onto her blanket, feeling another quick throb in his softening cock as the sight excited him.
The pair took a minute to breathe and relax, eventually helping each other get dressed before they sat next to each other on the bed. Dexter reached into his back pocket to grab his wallet, opening it up to pull out his allowance money he'd been saving for the last few weeks. He held it out to Jenny, confused when she held up her hand and pushed it back towards him. 
“I can't take your money, Dexter. I only take money from clients, not friends,” she said, smiling warmly as Dexter looked back to her, not yet understanding what she meant. “But I'll tell you what, if you want to do something with your money, save it and I'll let you buy me dinner next time you come by. I think...I probably won't be going by the alley again any time soon after today, so be sure to stop by here any time, yeah? I'd love to get to know you better, we could both use a friend.”
Dexter blushed hard again, nodding in agreement as he leaned forward to give her a hug. He couldn't stop himself from crying as Jenny wrapped her arms around him, feeling a special warmth and comfort that he'd craved for so long. Today certainly hadn't gone how he expected, but he couldn't have been happier with how it ended up.
Three weeks went by after Dexter met Jenny, and he couldn't stop thinking about her since. She was his best friend now, and he was excited to see her again. A new anxiety tugged at his mind as he made his way towards where they met. She said she probably wouldn't be there anymore, but he had to check as he made his way towards the back of a familiar convenience store. He looked down the alley, happy to see nobody there as he walked through to the other side of it.
He made his way down the street towards Jenny's apartment complex, thankful she lived on the first floor. He stood outside her door, taking a minute to breathe and relax before knocked on the door. He waited anxiously as he heard footsteps approaching from inside, his heart racing as he heard the door unlock and creak open. He looked up to see Jenny standing there, an excited smile on her face.
“Dexter! You made it!” she exclaimed as she leaned forward to hug the young squirrel. She turned around to yell into the apartment. “Damian, come here, buddy, he's here!” 
Dexter waited anxiously to see who he came to meet today, nervous as he heard a soft pair of footsteps come closer and closer until a figure rounded the corner to stand at the door. A small, dark gray husky with short black hair around Dexter's age stood in the doorway. A pair of round glasses sat on his face, and rainbow braces were visible on his fangs thanks to his slight overbite. 
Dexter eyed the boy, his anxiety quickly fading when he noticed how visibly nervous the husky boy was. “H-hi, Damian,” Dexter said with a small smile. He felt his own posture relaxing as the small canine lifted his hand and gave a shy wave. 
“Hi Dexthter,” he squeaked out quietly with a lisp from his braces. “Jenny thaid you were nithe. She never thaid that about any of the other boyth before. Uhm, d-do you wana play minecraft?” Dexter smiled and nodded, following the pair inside, excited to spend a day with another new friend.