I felt a gentle tranquility flowing steadily through my skin, as the huge dark void filled my view wholly, not leaving a single spark of light. I was hearing a clock ticking, yet I didn’t have one in my room. Speaking of that, was I still in my room at this time? The darkness started to change. It was morphing, mixing, blending with other colors creating a still image. “So, I’m dreaming, huh...” That was my only conclusion. 
	I used to have a lot of these lucid dreams in the past, but as I grew up, I didn’t pay that much attention to my night visions. It simply vanished. But this night was different. I tried to find out a stimulus strong enough to trigger such a vivid vision in my sleep during such a long plateau. I rubbed my face with both thumbs, I didn’t feel a thing. 
	I was in the forest. It was snowing heavily and the sky was shining with a beautiful greenish Aurora Borealis, glittering like a huge lantern, illuminating the darkness of the night. Surprisingly enough, I didn’t feel any cold, as I would certainly be frozen to death right now. The environment clearly wanted me to follow the path, as other directions were covered in snow so heavily that even if I used all my strength, that would all go in vain. So I walked. 
	I heard a warm voice, like coming straight from my own brain calling my name. The soothing voice calmed my soul from the inside, making me feel safe and secure. I wasn’t quite sure, but I had a feeling that I’ve heard this voice somewhere. Wait a minute…
	“Aleeeex...” I heard that again. Was it… Julia? Somehow, that calming voice reminded me of that eleven years old girl from the Jake’s house. The one that I apparently pledged to be her boyfriend. I tried to perceive her somehow between the woods. Perhaps the young girlish figure would be easily distinguished compared to rotten branches and snow covered pine trees. 
	And I was right. She was standing right there leaning against the tree wearing just a white nightgown. She didn’t even wear any shoes. I tried to approached her, but she just smiled and started running deeper towards the illuminated path. I needed to do something, she was going to freeze! I started following her, almost chasing her steps, but for some reason I felt too heavy to catch up on her. No matter how I tried, the distance between us was still the same. 
	After a while we both approached the cliff. I couldn’t see the bottom, as it was all shrouded in pure blackness. She was so small. So fragile, standing there. Her pale cheeks were brushed with gentle blush as she was staring in my direction. Her clothes were waving accompanied by a small wind. I could see her fluffy, vulpine ears twitching as a reaction to the harsh cold. Again, she just smiled to me. She slowly raised her lips and made a short step backwards. She started falling down. “No!!” I screamed, running after her, but then…
	...I woke up.
	I opened my eyes carefully scanning the surrounding in search of something suspicious. My mind was slowly adapting to the new reality called the real world. The images from my dream were  filling my mind which was uncommon for me. I remembered every single detail. Her chestnut hair, her slender body, piercing eyes. And the fall. Why did she fall?
	I got up, making my morning routine, I brushed my teeth, eat some cereal on breakfast, had some time for myself contemplating by the window. I turned on my PC, while checking some unimportant stuff on my smartphone. I really liked that device as it was my first personal phone I bought for my own money, Fursung Galaxy. I smiled to myself and surfed through some news websites to pass the time. I had a coffee prepared, so I took a sip and entered Furbook.
	My curiosity got me so I carefully checked Jake’s friendlist, scrolling down through all the names. It took me some time, but I finally found what I was looking for. The name that rang a bell in my head so strong after tonight’s dream. “Julia Moretti”. 
	I enter her profile page but unfortunately, there wasn’t much information for people outside her friend list. She tended to post a lot of quotes on her profile about wisdom, love and destiny. Was she that much of a thinker? I always assumed that girls her age have rather simple hobbies like dolls, rock bands, movies. Or perhaps she was just acting out. Trying her best to sound mature and adult. Whatever the truth was, she certainly got my attention. A few months ago she posted a photo in her bikini on the beach. She was probably with her parents. I don’t know why but I immediately felt embarrassed seeing a bit more of her body, especially legs and thin, soft tummy. There were a lot of comments under her picture from different people, older guys included. 
“So beautiulll <33”, “such a cutiee ;3”, “mrawr, a foxy girl!”, “i love ur bikini!” and so on. I had a mixed feeling about this seeing all these adult men complementing her photo, but I had to admit, she was indeed… Cute. Especially her smile. She always smiled. 
	She had a bunch of different photos in different poses, usually artistic ones, having just a fragment of her face shown, some edited black and white pictures but occasionally a simple selfie. Just Julia and her cheerful smile.  
	I had to take a shower before anything else happens today. I took my clothes off, turning on the shower. A cold water will be sufficient for now as I was still a bit dizzy. I started at my face in the mirror for some time, wondering if I’m really okay. I think too much of her. I think too much about that kid. I shook my head as my forehead wrinkled and took a deep breath to calm myself.  
	I entered the tub, closing it and poured a fresh, ice-cold water on my body, feeling a piercing  chill all around my neck. It wasn’t exactly a pleasant feeling but I needed to wake up and get myself together. As I was washing myself, my mind wondered again to the near past. The thought of Julia kissing me on the cheek. When I felt her breath around my ear. Her eyes looking at me at the stairs. Her innocent, white nightgown in my dream. Her slightly rounded thighs in her bikini… …. … … 
	I felt a funny feeling around my groin and my canine sheath twitched, sliding a red lipstick a little further. What the hell was happening to me? Why did I react this way? I shouldn’t think about it this way, it is certainly wrong and inappropriate, but yet when I thought about her tummy and slim arms in that bikini, a few centimeters of my shaft slid out of my shaft, twitching each second making me deepen my breath. 
	I hesitantly put my paw on my sheath and gently rubbed, leaning against a shower tub. I took my penis in my hand and stroked in slowly, letting a full length escaping it’s sheath. I moaned as I felt that my red, veined rocket stood stiff in my paw, so I caressed it a little faster. My transparent precum already covered my palm while I closed my eyes, imagining Julia in front of my in her bikini facing me backwards. I squished my cock a little more, seeing it in my mind. Her young slender body, looking at me over her shoulder, giving me her smile. She would slowly pull down her bottom bikini, letting me see her round butt, full of youth and eagerness. Her tail would move aside, hugging my body like a snake. She would bend slightly, giving me a better access to her body. In my mind, I took her hips and slowly slid my hard manhood against her walls. 
	My hand played the role of her pussy embracing my cock, so I instantly arched my back and groaned with pleasure, squeezing my rocket tightly as jets of cum shot on the bath tub. I needed to hold myself still to not collapse from that intensive feeling. The white liquid covered a good portion of the shower door, splashing it like a lemon juice. My paw still embracing my cock, let it shoot some sperm on the shower walls as I tried to breathe carefully. I masturbated a lot in my life, but I don’t think I’ve ever felt it that much. 
	I waited for some time for my penis to calm down and cleaned the tub thoroughly. What have I done, I thought to myself. Just a moment ago, I was completely grossed out by all these comments under her swimsuit picture, but at the same time I jacked off to it. And I loved it. Shit, what the hell is wrong with me, that is just a kid, a merely six-grader. My imagination certainly beatified certain aspects of her body for sure. She doesn’t have such a round butt. And she doesn’t have such a young, hot body… Right? And it would be impossible for me to have sex with her, I’m too big. And she’s too small. Gaah, why am I still analyzing that. 
	I came under a conclusion that it was just a mere fantasy. My hormones created an idealized version of Julia that indeed was a result of my sexual frustration. That was it. Let’s just forget about that. I’m still young and that was just an incident that should never take place.  
	I joined my parents at the dinner time as I smelled the chicken and fresh vegetables. I put my casual elegant clothes on as I wanted to give a good impression on the party today. I don’t think I know anyone here, excluding Jake and Julia and naturally Jake’s parents, but who knows who else was invited. 
	“I heard you’re going to the party today.” my mom said. I nodded and took a bite of that tasty chicken. “Yeah, Jake’s cousin has a birthday. Speaking of that, I don’t have any gift for her.” My mother thought a bit and was one of her ‘eureka’ moments, so she went to another room for a moment and gave me a small object. 
	It was a dolphin. I mean, not literally an animal, but a glass dolphin figurine that sparkled when the sunlight was shining through it. “I think she’ll like it. It’s special.” My mom stated confidently giving me a wink. I investigated the adornment, it was simple, but somehow beautiful. I had a feeling that it had a special meaning for my mom, but I didn’t want to push it further. “Thanks, mom.” I simply answered with a honest smile. “Can I ask you something?” I added. My father was just eating a dinner in silence, while checking something on his phone probably related to his job. He was an workaholic in it’s truest sense. Always ready for picking “an important phone call”. My mom just gave me an expression to encourage me to speak further. 
	“How did you meet dad?” I asked directly. It was not a question connected to Julia in any means. My mother laughed, perhaps a bit nervously, thinking about a proper answer to her son. Even my father joined the discussion, which was certainly uncommon, but yet he said this: “You see… Your dad was a patient person, who truly loved your mom.” 
“Very patient.” my mom added. Their response was a bit ambiguous, so I wanted to ask for the details, but they anticipated me. “I met your mom, when she was 13 and I was 18.” my father finally uncovered the truth. I widened my eyes in a surprise, because I didn’t expect that at all. I had many questions.
“He was a great person that promised me to wait.” My mom said, drinking a glass of water afterwards. “And he waited. ” I didn’t quite understand that yet. “I decided that this woman will be the one and no one else. And so it happened.” My dad explained with a sense of an accomplishment. I looked down, thinking about my whole situation with Julia. Did that mean that I am destined to have a younger bride? That’s silly! My parents were just an exception to the sacred rule that you should not have any interest in younger girls, when you are old. They are… Young. And inexperienced. And they don’t know how life works. So, it would basically be a burden for an adult man, who almost started his career. I could be her dad at most… Or older brother. 
“I loved your mom the way you can’t even imagine. From our first moments together I knew she is the woman I want to marry.” my dad continued with a calm voice. 
	I kind of admired them for that. The patience and the obstacles they needed to overcome to be together must have been enormous. Could it be just a miracle? Something that doesn’t happen. But yet it happened for some unknown reason. 
	“Hypothetically speaking… What would you do if I had the same situation?” I asked hesitantly, analyzing my parent’s reaction. They both fell in thoughts.  
	“Hmm… You should ask yourself, what are your honest feelings about that person.” My mom stated with her finger pointed upwards. “We would support your choice, naturally.” She added after a second. “...Hypothetically speaking.” She also said, smiling to me mischievously. I got embarrassed, so I decided to not continue that topic. 
	I thanked for the meal and said goodbye to my parents as I was leaving. The weather was fine, no excessive heat or chilling cold, just a gentle breeze felt on my face. 
	The party has already started. The majority of people around were either Jake’s friends or some of his distant family. I’m not sure if he cared that much as he often mentioned that his family was strongly divided lacking that love and support you would expect from your own family members. I was in luck that my parents were supportive, but I was well aware that a lot of people have it tough. 
	“And here’s my guy! Alex, ‘sup man. Come ‘ere!” Jake shouted to me as I was approaching him and a bunch of his friends. 
	“It’s my buddy, Alex. He’s a damn nerd, but an awesome dude to hang out with.” Jake added.
	“Hey, I’m Charlie.” I got a firm handshake from a husky dude. He looked pretty muscular compared to me, which made me a bit uneasy, but I tried to hide this emotion. 
	“I’m Vito.” Said the younger tiger. They were all in their twenties, so I could find a common ground between all of us. We talked for some time about myself and the last few days. I learned that Vito was a Julia’s older brother. They don’t seem to get along too much. I was also told that Julia’s father is an Italian ex-syndicate member that made huge shady deals years ago which made the whole Moretti family absurdly rich. He’s retired now and the police never got any strong proof on him, so he basically made himself a millionaire. Julia must have it easier then if I’m thinking it right. Her original name was Giulia but got americanized. Apparently she doesn’t know any Italian either so it’s basically an ethnicity, nothing more. 
	I took a drink with Jake, having some more chit-chat with him when suddenly I heard my name called. It was Jake’s mom. She asked me for help.
	“Hey, Alex. It’s good to see you here… Could you help me prepare the birthday cake? It’s a surprise for everyone, but I trust you enough to have your assistance.” She said grinning. “Of course, Mrs. Carslake. I’ll do what I can.” I answered.
	We were both gone to the kitchen leaving the backyard noise behind us. She took a huge birthday cake from the fridge that deeply awed me. A cream cake huge as myself, borders crossed with chocolate decorations and small figures resembling Julia in different stages of her life. Portraying her as a student, as a little girl, playing on the swing, reading a book. A bunch of different little Julias on the top. And her name, ornamented with colorful sprinkles making it truly an icing on the cake. 
	If I were given something like that, I would certainly explode from happiness. Even if Carslake family isn’t her own, they seem to treat her like a daughter.
	The cake was heavy enough for an older woman, but we both could bring it on the backyard.  Julia was already here, talking timidly with different people, wearing a long, elegant white dress, having her hair carefully tied with a rose ribbon. 
	She was beautiful today, I thought.
	Julia’s eyes sparkled with disbelief at what she saw. She grinned widely, expressing her joy in quick hand movements that she had to stand up to appreciate that in it’s entirety. We all sang a ‘Happy Birthday’ song to our little girl, she was twelve today. Slowly stopping being a kid, starting to become an independent person with her own beliefs, feelings, opinions and experiences. She didn’t seem to know how to behave during the song so she kept glancing at different people, nervously rubbing her hands together. 
	Everyone was so happy. And so was Julia, yet there was something in her that caught my attention. Her eyes were filled with slight translucency and while she kept her precious smile, her told me that something is going to happen. The noise that was hanging in the air didn’t let any of the guests to notice that Julia after a few moments burst in tears, started crying and weeping miserably. Her cheeks were covered in salty liquid, hiding the adorable blush she kept having since the party started. Her ears twitched and tail embraced her while she ran out of the party towards the house in embarrassment.
	Nobody knew what just happened. Did they do something wrong? Some whispers were heard among the people, however I decided to follow her. I didn’t understand her reaction either, so I had to check what was going on with her. Jake was probably the only one that noticed that I followed her and the rest of the family tried to calm the situation. It was nothing, she just overreacted, they said. She’s twelve, so it’s understandable for emotions to take over her. Apparently, every single person bought that explanation. 
	I went upstairs, knowing exactly the location of her room. I stood before, swallowing my saliva, thinking about what should I tell her. How should I comfort her. Am I able to do that? I knocked.
	Silence.
	“Julia? Are you there? It’s Alex...” I said against the door. 
	After a few moments, when I just wanted to resign, I heard an unlock sound. I put my hand on the door-handle and pressed it gently, hearing the well-known squeak of wooden door. 
	I enter her room. Julia’s room. 
	The first thing I’ve noticed was how terribly dimmed her room was. Her shutter was pulled down, the PC was turned off, just a simple lava lamp was illuminating her adorable body on the bed. She sniffed every few seconds, while hiding her face between her knees. I took a short look on the walls, noticing drawings and paintings of different things. Planets, space, fantasy lands and things that I couldn’t find a proper word for. There was also a bookshelf. Fantasy novels. Sci-fi novels. Even some psychological books that from my point of view would be a little too difficult for a girl her age. I think I might saw some romance books too, but I could be mistaken. She certainly read a lot. 
	I took a step further, feeling a soft, fuzzy carpet under my feet. I approached her, sitting next to her, slowly embracing her body with my arm. I didn’t know what to say, therefore I said nothing. Without even looking at me, she clinged on my body, snuggling into my furry body. I felt a pleasant warmth, having her petite body connected so close to my own. Her small paws were holding me even tighter, when I instinctively started gently petting her head, moving my finger through her hair.  She breathed deeply, almost like sniffing me from my chest and I felt like my heart is going to melt in any minute right now. Sniff. Sniff. I put my muzzle on her head, still stroking her back, giving her an affection I’ve never ever received myself before. I felt her breath. Right on my neck. A soft, yet warmish breath, a little breeze landing on my sensitive body.
	I was cuddling with a twelve years old fox.  Was I insane? I mean… It’s nothing more than a simple hug. I was comforting her, because I am her friend. Boy… Friend. There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s innocent. 
	“I’m sorry I reacted this way. I caused a lot of troubles, didn’t I?” Suddenly Julia mumbled with her soft voice, still attached to my body. 
	“Not at all. I mean… You got such a cool cake.” I answered, while my hand was wandering through her body. 
	“It was cool. Really cool.” Julia chuckled slightly, having her mood apparently improving. “But it wasn’t the cake.”
“Oh?” I asked for confirmation, while giving her some space. We now sat almost against each other,  facing each other. I wiped her tears from her cheeks with my thumb.
“I’ve never had a birthday party, Alex.” Julia said, sniffing once more. When I touched her face, she automatically rubbed against it like a kitten demanding attention. 
“How come? I mean, your parents are rich. I thought you’d have gigantic parties.” I explained. 
“It’s not like that. It’s not like that at all… My parents. They DON’T care about me.” Julia stated. “They really don’t care about me. They don’t care about my life. They don’t care about my hobbies. They don’t care about my dreams and wishes. All I need to do is study in some stupid private school and listen to others.” She said with her teeth clenched. 
“But they are your parents! Isn’t it a parent’s responsibility to grow up their child and ensure it will have anything it needs?” I didn’t understand that.
“Yes. You’re right. But they don’t even love me. Because...” I held her paw with my own and raised my eyebrow, expecting her to say further.
“...because I was an accident from the beginning.” Julia started sobbing again, like a good boyfriend I answered that with a warm hug. She was unplanned? But that doesn’t matter, does it? They should take the responsibility or just give out the child to an adoption. She didn’t ask to be born. Not like this. 
“That’s why I’m here… They don’t want me at home. I’m a burden. I’m unwanted.” Julia expressed, gently hitting my shoulders with anger. I held her closer, whispering to her ear.
“Don’t say like that, Julie. You ARE wanted. Just because you have shitty parents doesn’t mean that you are not wanted. You are a fascinating and intelligent person.” I calmed her.
“But I don’t have any friends. They say I’m a stupid nerd.” She explained with her voice breaking a little. 
“It’s because your friends are not that intelligent like you are. They are jealous about you. They would like to be like you. But they aren’t. So they transform that wrath they possess and release it on you.” I talked continuously. I wasn’t exactly sure if I’m right or it is the case, but I wanted to cheer her up a little. 
“Hm…” Julia pondered. “You may be right. You say similar things that I’ve read in that one book.” She smiled while looking at my eyes. “You are intelligent, Alex.” Her charming smile was everything it took to get me embarrassed, so I looked away with a little blush. I’ve noticed that her tail was basically hugging me this whole time, making us connected to a certain degree.  
“Well. I can say for sure that… I care about you.” She glanced at me and her cheeks got red. Her pupils widened as she leaned slowly towards my face, while still having that piercing look that scanned my soul. “Of course… You do… You are my boyfriend after all...” She mumbled slowly. I was frozen in place, when her forehead touched my own, our lips were separated just by a few centimeters empty space. My body heated up from the center of my heart straight to my finger tips, when I started feeling each pulse like a tsunami exploring my body. It was this very moment, I kind of forgot how the world looks like, it was just me and Julia. I forgot that she was twelve. I forgot everything.
	And it happened. My big, adult, virgin lips met her own small, soft and also virgin mouth. Ignoring the age difference, we were both inexperienced and pure in this meaning, so this single touch cut our lines, making us fall in slow kiss. She was hesitant at first, but my touch opened her mouth a little, letting my tongue to fondle her lips in gentle movement. Our both hearts raced like a ticking bomb just waiting for an explosion. I caressed her body as she obediently hugged me to let me kiss her more. She caught up with my movement, slowly sucking on my lips, meeting my tongue with her own one, exchanging bits and bits of warm saliva. In a second, I moved deeper, pushing my tongue inside, that made her moan silently, squeezing my body a little more. She licked me from the inside, rolling her tongue all around while her lips embraced mine in a sweet moment of passion. Just a little more. She also wanted more. She carefully bit on my lip, immediately rubbing it with her tongue, holding my body against her in a way she had never done before. That intense moment lasted for a five minutes as we were both devouring each other, expressing wet love between our connected lips.
	In a slow finishing moment, a quiet moan from both of us appeared in a room when we slowed down and gently drew back from each other’s mouth. The hearts, full of igniting love were beating, like a flowing magma, it made it almost unbearable. Our first kiss. The staple of our relationship. The first we ever had. Still leaned against each other we breathed deeply, staring eye-to-eye. We began to calm down.
	“That was… Better than the book described..” Julia confessed.
	“The book?” I asked with a smile.
	“Don’t worry about it.” She said.
I got myself together, so did she, washing her face in the bathroom. I looked once again at this room. The place that was filled with youthful flame just a moment ago. 
	I also used the bathroom as I had such a strong boner in my pants, I couldn’t show myself at the party in this state. I needed some time, I also washed my face with cold water, trying to cool myself. I felt that I got a little wet down there through my act with Julia. I tried not to justify myself anymore. It was no use. 
	Afterwards, we both came down to the backyard, where the whole party was still going on. Julia was filled with joy, having a wide smile painted on her adorable face. Not a single trace of sadness was to be found. I felt a little awkward, knowing that I’ve just french-kissed Jake’s cousin and Vito’s younger sister, but I needed to play it cool. 
	“Heeey, it’s Alex! Oh, I see you took care of the little brat.” Jake laughed. 
	“Yeah, well, we had a talk.” I said bluntly. 
	“Perhaps, I should hire you as her nanny.” He chuckled and offered me a drink. 
	“Alex is such a cool guy. Can he visit us tomorrow?” Julia asked innocently while Vito eavesdropping the conversation just raised an eyebrow. Jake had the similar reaction. 
“Aw man, I see Julia really likes you. I’m sorry for you, hah” He said and generally had no objections to her request. 
	The party lasted until the evening and just when I got to leave, Julia stopped me for a moment. “Thanks.” She said. “For being there. No one would be. But you were.” She continued. I just smiled in return, she waved to me as I was leaving. It seems that she IS going to play a bigger role in my life yet.