Lil Jem

I was ten years old when it first started. I knew I was too young, but I was already mature for my age, having to usually look after myself, keep up with school and keep the house clean without a lot of help from my mom. She loved me as much as a mom can, but being alone she worked hard to keep the place we had, sacrificing her time with me to make ends meet.
I was a tiny girl,, short and slim. I had long black hair with a bit of a curl to it, a very white complexion, not pale, more of a rich cream color. Along with my jet black hair and dark eyes and other features it was rather an exotic look and would generate stares, not only from boys and other kids, but older men and sometimes women too.
I was next door one day visiting Mr. Frankie on his acreage, playing with his animals and helping him with his chores. I loved spending time at his place, he had so many different kinds of animals, strange chickens, goats, cows, horses and of course a big dog and some farm cats. He was always very kind to me, and would pay me to feed his animals if he was away and for helping with his chores. I was so impressed he would trust a lil girl like me to look after his pets when he was gone. It made me feel grown up almost and I took the responsibility very serious. My mom was proud of me too, for taking that job on from time to time.
I had noticed Mr. Frankie looking at me a little differently lately, almost the same as the boys did at school. I would catch him peeking at my butt a lot and at my chest if I wore my white half- tee shirt, which my nipples would show through, as they were very dark, almost black in colour, a stark contrast to my white complexion. Sometimes I would feel them stiffen under his gaze; they were exceptionally large, jutting out, with thick areoles surrounding them. I was somewhat embarrassed by this, but excited at the same time, knowing that this older man was looking at me that way. It would give me a fluttery feeling inside my tummy, and they would just get harder and tingle.
Today I had come over wearing a short, loose pink top with a low neckline, a denim skirt and running shows with no socks. As I searched him out in his barn and waved a hello, I noticed his gaze quickly drop, taking in my bare flat tummy and the slight hint of my nipples under my top.