As I walked down the streets of my town, my eyes scanned the crowds, searching for my next target. I was on a mission, a mission to find a young, innocent boy that I could corrupt and add to my revolving collection of boy toys.

My name is Rachel and I have always been known for my wild and promiscuous ways. But as I get older, the younger and more innocent the boys become, the more I crave them. It’s a twisted and addictive game that I can’t seem to stop playing.

I remember the first time I laid my eyes on a young virgin boy, it was like a drug to me. The way his innocence radiated off of him was intoxicating. And now, as I prowl the streets of the city, I can feel that same rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins.

As I pass by the busy restaurants and shops, I spot a group of boys playing basketball in the park. And there he was, the one I had been searching for. His name was Alex, a shy and awkward 18-year-old who had just moved to the city. He was perfect.

I made my move, approaching him with a flirtatious smile and a seductive sway of my hips. It didn’t take long for me to have him under my spell. Before I knew it, he was inviting me back to his apartment.

As soon as the door closed behind us, I pounced on him, eager to corrupt him and make him mine. And just like that, another boy was added to my collection.

But as I lay in bed, with Alex sleeping soundly beside me, I couldn’t help but wonder when this game would ever end. The constant hunt and lure of younger, inexperienced boys had become my addiction, and I couldn’t seem to escape its grasp.

But for now, I would bask in the sweet satisfaction of having a new toy to play with. After all, there was no harm in a little fun, right?