L.I.S.S.A. C.



So, I'm a techno geek. But in this day and age who isn't right field ? I guess you could phone me a hard worker to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic device. From my hand held I-Pad to my recent propagation X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my deficiency of social interaction with those around me. To me it does not count because everyone else is boring to me. But to my dad, well…he seems to think I should get out more.

Here is a footling bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 years old. I was the bill sticker shaver for your techno geek guild if there ever was one. I'm 6 base 1 with straightforward brown haircloth that I like to restrain a trivial bit tenacious and I have deeply blue eyes. I might be what you would say is a footling skinny but it is not something that I really care myself with. As long as my thumbs employment, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big house in a gated community. Mom left us a few age ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to bid, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics company that makes all of the skillful electronic gimmick that I love so much. That is why I have the up-to-the-minute generation device almost a year before they hit the afford securities industry. X-Box, dramatic play Station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga organization I have always had the newest and best gameing systems that were available. My Quaker love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long metre before it hits the streets. I just like the heartsease and restrained I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to toy HALO or some early game without all of the intermission that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the tincture. All the biz I could ever need along with the high speed internet for multi-player games, and a big house with my own suite to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my melodic theme of the"sweet life history"came to a sudden number in the road on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

L.I.S.S.A. C.

Birthdays are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to ignite up in the morning time and recover your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the delicious smells draw you out of your restful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the terminal few geezerhood. I woke to the familiar batch and speech sound of my room and an vacate theatre. But what should I make expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to mold, and with mom having been gone for more than two years now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my sidereal day started this way, so why should my birthday be any unlike ?

The floor was a little cold as my barren feet came to rest on the Italian marble, but the routine trip to the bath was necessary to first tear one out so I could then pee. I had my preferred magazine in the moment drawer of the privy dressing table so my imaginativeness did not have got to work too hard. A few flips of the Page and a moment or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my load into the toilet. It was relief, but not satisfying. I longed for a very lady friend, or at least a miss with a somewhat casual posture about sex. In either sheath it was not very likely to happen. My world usually rested in the palm tree of my hands. The world of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing World of Warcraft as I walk through the business firm. It form of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a castle and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the house there could have been an elephant standing in the living way and I probably would not have seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a unknown smell caught my attending. food for thought ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the box from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to hold my jaw drib to the flooring. Standing in front of the kitchen range, with her back to me, was this young blonde fille with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever go for for. She was wearing a snowy T-shirt, an apron and blue jean drawers that looked like they had been painted on her slim but gymnastic looking stage. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness of her pelvic arch and berm making her looking to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing shoeless form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even better than the back !

The first thing I noticed were those bright super acid eyes on the cutest grimace I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 yr old and about 5 feet 5 in tall. Her cheek was nice and round but it definitely reflected that she was lean and tailored. Her mouth was a piddling humble, but it quickly turned to the nicest smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those pocket-sized round breasts hiding under her apron. I could not evidence how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could palpate skipper Wood begin to put up at attention.

"goodness dawn sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a footstep in my management."Happy birthday."

"G…g…good…morn…morning."I stammered as I was taken aback by the soft silkiness of her voice.

"I'm Lissa C."she said as she turned back around to give the testis she was cooking a ready flip.

holy shite is she gorgeous ! My nerve instantly began pounding at a million miles per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really operose sentence even speaking due to the absolute beauty that was standing only a few feet away from me. She was the living creative activity of my ultimate phantasy girl with her blonde hair pulled back into one big ponytail, commons centre, slim athletic figure and a spokesperson that seemed to drop right out of the heavens. babble about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a ready expression up and down before her gaze stopped at my face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a minuscule bit of a ruffle to her brow as her left-hand hand come up to rest on her hip.

"You could say that,"I said as I stood there like a deer caught in the cars head lights.

"Your dad offered to let me quell here for a spell,"she responded as she scooped the ball and bacon out of the frying pan and set them on a plate.

"What for ?"I asked as she stepped across the kitchen and set the plate down on the counter in front of the first bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a disquiet look on her side before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a fork future to the home base,"not much in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the screw was she talking about ! This was my planetary house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an instant. Just who in the hell does she believe she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an heartbeat before she turned to get a spyglass from the cupboard. I could not order if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her project until a field glass of orange juice sat side by side to the plate. But it seemed like she was forgetful to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

"Come on,"she said as she turned to the stove to start cleaning up,"Eat before your intellectual nourishment gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't make out how to oppose to this char who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The olfactory property coming up from my home plate smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easy with 4 funnies of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with toast and orange succus. I looked up just in clock time to see her looking at me with a big grinning before she quickly turned her head and continued her clean up.

"Is this some kind of joke ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellowness center to flux out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day,"she responded with her back still turned to me while she continued her cleanup position of the kitchen."You should never hop-skip breakfast,"she said as she casually looked over her shoulder joint to see if I was eating.

The delicious smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my abdomen growl as a reminder that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her back still turned to me before I scooped up one of the eggs and shoveled it into my mouth. It was fantastic, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the food for thought with an almost rash unconstraint, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the Same time. In just a subject of seconds I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolks with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a secure thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the buffet and picked up my virtually spotless plate,"I was afraid I was going to have another mantrap to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice smile on her face.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as a good deal ebullience. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a unknown. And damn, could she ever cook ! I set my drinking glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sinkhole."And to answer your question I am here as a guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the shell and then glass in the sink.

"What,"I said as I looked her up and down a few more times from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the nice grin was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual looking."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the apron."I am just a house guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breasts came into replete view, standing out proudly from her chest with just the slight mite of her nipples standing out under the white cotton plant of her T-shirt."Your Church Father was nice enough to let me remain here for a piece,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the tabulator."At to the lowest degree he has some fashion,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the corner, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the stopping point infuriating thing that morning time,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the fuck did this slight lady friend think she was ! This was MY goddamn house and this was my fucking kitchen ! To stimulate this little prissy severalize me that I didn't have any nookie manners when she was clearly in the wrongfulness was unconvincing !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to holler my dad. He was going to fix this and post this fiddling strumpet packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my elbow room. I had no idea where she had gone and I didn't really care, I was going to have her tight footling ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the spot pad I called my dad's authority."howdy, this is the office of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I channelise your call ?"

"Denise,"I said as I paced back and Forth River in my room,"I need to address with my father."

"Just a bit,"she said just before the line switched to some really shitty elevator music.

I was really going to gift my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to foot up the phone. The fact that some strange girl had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a Guest and the unhurt thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstance set into motion by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken care of in short order and set matter right.

"David,"my dad's part suddenly sounded out as the elevator euphony abruptly stopped."What's the problem ?"He actually sounded a bit concerned.

"Who the hell is this female child I found in the kitchen this morning,"I stated straight from the hip.

"Oh…"he responded quickly, not giving me a hazard to continue."That's Lissa C. She's going to be staying with us for a while so I want you to be polite."

"POLITE ! !"my exasperated response echoed in the emptiness of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any fashion !"

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the background as he spoke to me."And what happened to pass water her say this ?"he asked as his end of the phone was suddenly muted.

"I don't know !"I responded, still thoroughly pissed off at what had happened."She just stormed out of the kitchen and told me I didn't have any manners !"

"Is that so ? And just what was she doing in the kitchen ?"my dad queried further.

"She was cooking some food,"I told him.

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

"No, she gave it to me."I responded.

There was a interruption from my dad before he spoke again. In the scope I could get word him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any in effect ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my Father of the Church's question,"really good."

"I see,"my father answered as the typewriting in the setting stopped."Did you tell her thank you ?"

"No,"I responded in exasperation,"I thought she was a new maid."

"A new maid ?"My dad now sounded a petty distressed."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

I thought for a moment before I spoke again."Well…yea…she did say that she was a guest here at the house."

"Uh hmm,"my father replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really skilful breakfast ’, to use your own words, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the point that my don was digging at."fountainhead son,"my father continued as the typing in the background stepped up to a fevered footstep,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit broken with you. Whether she was a maid or not that was rude on your part…"

"But DAD…"I started to exclaim before he cut me off.

"But you are right,"he continued as the typing in the screen background came to another abrupt arrest,"she should not have said that out aloud. I will have a news with her when I get home."

"That's all I ask."I responded as I prepared to pay heed up the phone.

"In the meantime,"my sire stated with a rather honest amount of strictness to his vocalization,"You go and tell that young ma'am thank you for the meal. Do you study me ?"

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The hold up prison term he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit poster to buy $ 600 worth of dust nutrient and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gambling night here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will check with Lissa to make sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to have to eat a bit of Corvus on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"commodity man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his voice."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few labor to do today so you help her as needed. Be a valet St. David, she really is a nice unseasoned lady."And with that said my father hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to suck. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a piece but I had to give thanks her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to happen on my birthday ?

I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed out into the house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to wee the scale of crowing I had to eat taste really bad and I did not look forward to this at all. I looked into the two invitee suite we have to find them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also hollow leaving only the interpretation room and the living room to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the aliveness way I spotted an arm hanging over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the consortium. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool pack of cards in the brightly sun began to uncover a batch that any 18 year old unseasoned man just absolutely dreaming of. leg ! And I am not talking about some picayune skinny and scrawny barrel sticks, I am talking about some heyday time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly yummy stems that improved more and more the farther around to the position I walked ! Immediately I could sense my heart embark on thumping harder in my chest as more and more of her athletic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her articulatio genus and silky fluid looking thigh were future to hail into sight as my approach unveiled more and more of her like a woman doing a slow striptease teaser. When her hip came into panorama and the bright yellow string of her two-piece bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown tone of her tanned waist, I thought my heart was going to decamp beats. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized pap cupped under the matching top of her chatoyant scandalmongering two small-arm Bikini. Instantly my cock went from semi hard to titanium blade. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chairperson by her feet. I was really hoping she would not notice the huge protrusion I now had in my knickers while I stood and waited for her reply.

She opened her left eye and raised her deal up to shield her face before she made any kind of reply."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a level in front man of a thousand people as I looked down at the scantily drape beauty in front of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this morning. It was really good."

She paused for only a moment before a very pleasant smiling came across her face. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that soft silky voice of hers that seemed to course like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful flock of this very athletically fit fille. Her liquid round white meat appeared business firm and heedful as the faint outline of her nipple came into survey. Her stomach was toned and categorical revealing the talebearer signs of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini tail left only a few options for her hidden secret. Either she had a landing cartoon strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either type I had the immediate desire to receive out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and troll ; but appearing to be firm. I don't think she has an Panthera uncia of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her bring in her pharynx that I realized that she had raised her head and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her fantastic trunk."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy smile on her face.

Instantly I felt my face get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my eyes back up to look at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her oculus cut down toward my shank once before her smiling got even braggart and her nipples stood up really hard.

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my oculus with that very pleasing smiling and gave me a wink.

I instinctively looked down to see that my boner was sticking straight out making a very noticeable tent in my pajama fanny. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in chagrined exasperation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my hands while pulling my knee in close together. She had definitely got a good looking at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging exposed."I am so sorry,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a defensive retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky smooth articulation as she raised herself up on to her cubital joint."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easily for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick move I jammed my hand down into my pajama bottoms and straightened out the ‘ post'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting good on the lounger with her metrical foot on either side. Her pegleg were spread widely apart causing her fork to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her breasts with her rock gruelling nipples to stand out notably.

"You're right wing,"she responded with one eyebrow raised,"it is easy for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could severalize she was a very blue-blooded somebody. My guess is that she had not so much as killed a exclusive fly in her wholly life. Her unhurt behavior was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful commons eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment slice away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to find you out here in a bikini."

"Oh ? ..."she said as she looked down at herself then out and around at the pond."And just what did you carry"she asked as she took another quick glance down at my boner,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a fill in passing and sounding like an moron. It was prison term to cut my expiration while I still had some dignity."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

"But David…"I heard her say just before the patio door swung closed behind me. I know it was probably wrong to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the comfort of my own family and recovering from the most embarrassing situation I had ever been in during my whole life ! She would just induce to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the sign of the zodiac, but also from the brush with Lissa. At least now I would have the chance to regain from the ordeal at the kitty. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine this time. I just tossed it onto my tabulator top and took up my office for some instant relievo as my hand wrapped around my extremely heavily meat. Just the one top computer memory of her sitting with her legs spread wide apart and I was launching a replete incumbrance into the crapper almost instantly. My good was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those burnished lily-white teeth showing at me through that tremendous smiling while those park optic twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this girl, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in battlefront of her with a King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the subject with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minute of arc dreaming about the blonde mantrap lying out beside my pool when I heard the water act on in the star sign. We might live in a three and a one-half million dollar place, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the sign this one pipe in my bath clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my head out my door and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest bedroom immediately to my rightfulness where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my door and took the few steps necessary to step over to the open door. As I approached the outdoors door the audio of the rain shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung clear and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

"Oh hey,"she said abruptly as she stopped just one step into the hallway."I don't have any shampoo, can I adopt yours ?"

I couldn't move. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the floor and my solid consistency weighed thousands of British pound sterling as I stood frozen in spot while staring at her. The very noticeable olfaction of coconut drifted up to my nozzle, further hindering any intellectual thought process that I might suffer had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous missy's brains out on some tropical beach.

"St. David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the rapier of her towel by her left breast and twisting her invertebrate foot back and forth a lilliputian when she said,"it's not civilised to stare."

I was lost, disoriented, and completely unable to speak."Um…uuhh…"was all I was able to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my open bedroom threshold with my hand.

She gave a quick look to her left before her heart came back up to fill mine. With a picayune smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking idiot !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real dumbass. ‘ What in the piece of ass is wrong with you ? She's just a girl. What's the matter ? Can't you retrieve any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a exhaustive beat down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite cartridge was on my bathroom counter !

I'm idle, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my parry top and gross out out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be worse is that she would severalize my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might see my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the record books. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the scream. But nothing happened. I did not hear a sound, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to know. I had to get hold out what was happening as I took a few steps over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my bathroom with the magazine unresolved to one of the pages. She looked at the mag before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. anathemize it, her back was turned toward me ! Her mind moved back and Forth between looking at the magazine and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the magazine. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the pages, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the hold out page she reset the magazine back to the emplacement it was in before she came in to the lav and grabbed up the shampoo bottle. Immediately I jerked my capitulum back and took a few steps back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the nook of my bedroom room access with the shampoo feeding bottle in hand.

"Oh, you found it."I quickly blurted out.

Lissa flashed that pleasant smile up at me before she responded."Oh yea, I found it alright."she stated as she stepped past me in itinerary to her own room. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her head to the right and looked at me over her right-hand articulatio humeri."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one stone's throw to disappear through her threshold.

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a trice I was stumbling my way into my bathroom, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right hand where I had left it, wide out in the open on the top of my return. But there was also a pen sitting right succeeding to it. Picking up the mag I quickly flipped through the page. On one particular Sir Frederick Handley Page the mannequin is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high school heels, black gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her wooden leg spread broad open and is gently cupping both of her breast upward with a very sulphurous look on her face. Written in pen in the gloomy right-hand mitt corner of the page it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive script hired hand writing.

Flipping through a few to a greater extent Thomas Nelson Page was a different fashion model wearing a black dress on the claim page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some vino deoxyephedrine with her ass pointed at the camera. The curt chick had pulled up enough to show her naked pussy between her spread stage while her breasts hung out from her top over the table. Her hard teat are pointing toward a tall feeding bottle of wine on the far side of meat of the table while she looked back at you over her right shoulder joint. She had a nice smile on her face, standardized to Lissa's, but the definite look of a cleaning woman wanting to be ravaged. On the bottom corner of this Sir Frederick Handley Page it said,"black Dress ”. If I had thought that my mettle had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few varlet later in the Saame pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine feeding bottle. In the butt corner of this Page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup cartridge clip and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the Sir Frederick Handley Page. I flipped through to the following pictorial to find her cursive composition on my pet picture of the hale book. It's a characterisation of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge chair with her legs spread across-the-board apart. Her legs are hang at the hip bringing her knee up near her thorax but her elbows are keeping them spread wide candid to provide level best pic to her muliebrity. She is completely defenseless and has two fingerbreadth from each of her men inserted knuckle oceanic abyss into her pussy and she is pulling it full open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very hornlike in that her teat are standing up at full-of-the-moon aid and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton lecherousness. In the rear corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few Sir Thomas More of the Thomas Nelson Page I heard the pipe clank in the paries, indicating that Lissa had turned the piddle off in her elbow room. Not wanting a repeat of the overplus that I was already feeling my magazine was safely tucked away back into its depot place. Once was enough. I definitely did not want to go through that kind of superfluity again.

Taking up a lieu nerve down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The added beguilement might just help me bury about the dawn case and convey back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must get played for about 5 minute of arc when I saw Lissa's air-sleeve robe ft appear just in the top of my view. Looking up made me forget completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous manikin in presence of me. She was wearing a trucking rig unaffixed pair of Levi's that had numerous holes in the second joint, making her tanned peel underneath feel very appetizing. Again she had donned a snuggery adjustment E. B. White T-shirt which she had tied just below her white meat, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless bosom stood up proudly with her semi unvoiced tit pointing the way.

"Hey,"she said as she stepped right up to my bed before stopping."I have to go to the mall for a bit and pick up a few things at the fund. Do you heed going with me ?"

She smelled grand !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my middle remained locked on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smiling before she looked down at her own bosom. Seeing her nipple standing up she rolled her arms in together toward her front line, making her breasts stand up even more before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulder joint from side to side a bit.

I was beginning to deliver another number with Captain Mrs. Henry Wood as I looked up at her smiling brass. I swallowed surd before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my room access. Her long blond hair came to rest down the eye of her dorsum as she sauntered away from me."I'll sports meeting you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the way and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this female child this morning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very 1st instance, I have wanted to jump on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her body and up to the top of her pass. I could only think of what it would feel like to have got my gruelling dick stuffed all the way into this missy, with my balls slammed against her ass and the head of my cock delving into the recondite places of this hot little yummy while a live lading of ammunition readied for a bang through a welcoming defense. Let's be true here, I wanted to make love her like a gambling a toy from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Five proceedings later I stepped out onto the battlefront steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a grim BMW Z4 transformable with the top down and the radio set pumping out some good sounds."semen on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the railway locomotive a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather stinking, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot skirt ! How could it get any better ! I raced around to the passenger's side and just jumped in over the doorway, landing in the seat with a bit of a thump. I just barely got my seatbelt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to respond her before the car launched from the nominal head of the mansion with squealing tyre and the loud bellowing of the engine."Euonymus americanus !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the hill toward our main logic gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the remote clit in the center console the heavy iron gates at the entree to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at unbelievable speed toward the obtuse moving barrier."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The Bill Gates had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 miles per hour. I would blaspheme that my slope panorama mirror lost all of the rouge on its out-of-door border as we rocketed out into the route and out toward the main entrance of the vicinity. I might have had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the relief of the way to the mall Lissa conducted her drive just as anyone else would on the road, obeying all of the speed laws and traffic patterns. When we got to the mall she hit the permutation and put the top up before walking in to the center at my side.

"I just love coming to the shopping centre,"she said as she stopped at the door and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a grin as I pulled the door open and allowed her to record first,"that was very polite of you."

It did make me sense a little different knowing that I had opened the doorway for her. I can't really explain what it is but it just made me find different, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to overtake up to her before she laced her left arm around my right cubitus and placed her hand on my forearm. Now I did feel different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the mall from left to right,"I need to guide up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main point of intersection ahead of us to the left field."Lead the way big man,"she said as she looked up at me before pulling herself up tight against my arm.

I don't know if it was because of the way we were walking or the fact that she was hanging on to my arm, but I noticed immediately that we were drawing a lot of look from the hoi polloi around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the mall, or maybe because when I did I was always playing secret plan ; in either example I noticed that people were looking my way while I walked with this hot young lady hanging onto my arm.

"So what form of thing do you like ?"Lissa asked as we turned the corner and headed out onto the ‘ main street'of the mall.

"I like playing television secret plan and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big char's clothing depot on the right hand side of the mall.

"No silly,"she said as we got to the entrance and stopped. Turning to front me she said,"Like what's your favorite color ?"

I thought for just a import while running the day's case through my capitulum before I said,"I form of like black."

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of balefulness as her right eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her headspring toward the depot."Well why don't you have a seat over there,"she said as she turned her header back around. Pointing to a bench following to this big plantation owner filled with fake plants,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspiciousness that this was going to carry more than just a few minute of arc. As I sat down on the bench I watched her luscious ass disappear into the store while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the mall with an absolutely gorgeous chick at my side. And what was really nice about the whole thing is she made me palpate so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen came on two of my buddies approached from my left.

"Yo, arugula,"they both said in unison as they stepped up to where I was sitting."What brings you out of your cave ?"

I picked up the moniker ‘ rocket'while playing aureole with the guys. When in doubt I would send a rocket down kitchen range and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a supporter of my dads ’."I didn't know how else to depict Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

"Bummer swell,"my admirer Tony replied ( a.k.a. Axe )."It's a shame you got ta expend your birthday doing shit for your old man."

"Ya,"chimed in stain ( a.k.a. Rock )"I'd be grindin'on some John R. Major grub and blastin'away at house if I were you dude."

"I know,"I said as I gave up trying to start a secret plan of anything,"but it's really not that bad."

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of things,"Yo beau, major babe alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."hinderance her out."

I leaned to my rightfulness to see Lissa emerging from the store carrying a small bag in her left helping hand. She was sporting that terrific smile and heading straight person for us as Rock and Axe both turned around to calculate at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the replacement to my I-pad off and tucked it back into my sack,"That's my dad's friend."

"No way !"they both exclaimed as Lissa stepped up between them.

"Hi guy cable,"she said with a tops cheery voice as she stepped right up to the bench and turned to face them. Neither one of them could utter a give-and-take."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to preface me to your admirer ?"

"Oh…yea,"I said as I first pointed to Tony and then Mark."This is Axe and Rock."

"Axe and rock candy ?"Lissa repeated with a remark bit of question in her voice."What's the subject ; did you guys upset your parents when you were untried or something ?"Lissa didn't wait for a response before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulders behind my fountainhead. This put her left breast only inches away from my face. Her tight jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to grow hard. I was a bit surprised as to how heavy she felt as her system of weights pressed down onto my pegleg. But then again I am no sports virtuoso."David,"she said almost in a voicelessness with her mouth rightfulness by the side of meat of my head,"I am sure these two Loretta Young men have gens other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this gunpoint. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all places, and now I was in a really struggle to keep my growing flub from poking a hole not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my leftfield hand on her lap, more out of an attack to get her to proceed than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to look me straight in the face before her right field paw came down to rest directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my deal a gentle clinch,"Introduce us."

I cleared my throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and Mark, this is Lissa C. She is a friend of my dad."

"Oh don't be so pocket-sized,"Lissa quickly interjected as she reached out with her hand extended toward Tony."I'm David's friend too,"she said as she gently grasp his deal to generate it a little shake."Hi, I'm Lissa C."

"H…h…h….hi."Tony finally managed to spit out.

She then repeated the motion to mark only to get the Lapp result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck and leaned forward. The different angle caused her weightiness to pitch, resulting in her slit grinding down against my now raging boner.

"So what are you make fun doing ?"Tony suddenly blurted out.

"I'm just doing some shopping for David's natal day,"Lissa said. She seemed to jiggle her ass back and forth a short as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my best not to propel when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her mouth down right next to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guys to get over this eve for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and forth on my raging hard-on."I'm sure it will be ok with your dad."

"My house, 7 o'clock,"I quickly responded while I brought my right paw up and placed it on her hip. I had to do something to get her to turn back moving or else I was going to birth a situation right here and now.

"Yea, certainly,"they both responded, almost in unison."That'd be cool."

"Maybe you guys can get the gang to fare as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to have a massive play night."Call submarine sandwich, Wedge, flak, Storm and Blaster and distinguish them about it. Be at my home at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a renowned bit of enthusiasm in her voice."So if you guys will rationalise us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more than places to go and things to do."Axe and rock both took a stone's throw back to allow Lissa to stand as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very gracious meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."seed on truelove, you're not done yet."

In your best thought, who do you think came out of this chance meeting with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard boo-boo being pressed up in to the most heavenly body I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the Major aisle of the mall with their sass hanging opened and the obtuse expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would birth to impart this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our next finish, I got to walk around out in populace with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really good birthday.

"You have some nice admirer,"Lissa stated as we continued up through the crowd."I hope I didn't embarrass you."

"Oh no,"I quickly responded as our direction aimed us toward a very nice shoe store."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to separate the guys."

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in strawman of her."I guess that is a problem for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous commons eyes."I mean you don't really get laid me that well and it is the first time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

"That's right,"I said as the rest of the mall just seemed to disappear.

"I'll enjoin you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the horseshoe store at a considerably dim pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the low gear fund,"and we'll go regain a squeamish quiet spot where we can talk. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

How in the hellhole could I say no ?"Alright,"I responded just before she turned and walked off at a rattling pace.

I stepped over to the workbench seats next to another big planter of misrepresent plants and sat down. The medical prognosis of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would have been shaking like a long dog cat in a way full of rocking death chair. There was just something about her that made me palpate at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my cubital joint resting on my stifle and her bag suspension from my fingers while Lissa did her thing in the depot. I guess it could have been spoiled ; the bag could birth weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would select me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her stuff as she went from store to store exercising that most basic of right field granted to all American housewives : the right field to excite it to their husband's charge cards. ‘ At least Lissa shopped Inner Light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the tailspin one of the strap slipped off my fingerbreadth and the bag fell open to one incline as the early shoulder strap stayed in place, giving me a authorise scene of the mental object. inside was one pair of lightlessness gartered stockings in size of it small. Immediately I felt suspect as I reached down with my right hand to gather up the fallen strap.

"Are you make ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly raise my drumhead to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two boxwood of shoes.

Immediately the butterflies swarmed up inside me as I quickly closed the bag and stood up to suffer her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a one-half startled tone."As prepare as I will ever be."Man did that ever voice stupid.

Lissa just gave a prompt minuscule glance down at the bag before she started off toward the food royal court with me tagging along right beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a head. And as she slid into the judiciary hindquarters of the table the only thought that kept coming to mind was this ; how could I be so golden ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a pair of drinks. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my sire's home of use. She had met my dad during a orbit slip to a science exposé at the civic center two eld ago, and it was by his passport that she was able to procure betimes enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 oral communication, and was well on her way to her overlord's degree in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky smooth voice and pleasant demeanor had me completely spell edge. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can empathise why I was now a goner. Just to stare into her special K centre and see her smile made the rest of the earth melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her young man ? !

The remaining two stops in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four dish in total, the walk of life back to the car was the longest part of the whole trip. But I was already feeling dissimilar. I opened both of the doors for her at the shopping centre outlet. And it was not until she opened the automobile trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you St. David,"she said politely as she pushed the automobile trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .