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



So, I'm a techno geek. But in this day and age who isn't right ? I guess you could forebode me a striver to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some sort of electronic gimmick. From my deal held I-Pad to my latest propagation X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my want of societal fundamental interaction with those around me. To me it does not weigh because everyone else is boring to me. But to my dad, well…he seems to think I should get out more.

Here is a little bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 years old. I was the post horse child for your techno geek smart set if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with true brown fuzz that I like to hold on a piddling bit farsighted and I have inscrutable blue middle. I might be what you would say is a fiddling skinny but it is not something that I really fear myself with. As long as my thumbs work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big firm in a gated community of interests. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to tender, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in CA. Dad is an executive director with a huge electronics ship's company that makes all of the squeamish electronic twist that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a year before they hit the open market place. X-Box, dramatic play Station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga organisation I have always had the new and best gameing systems that were available. My Quaker love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long time before it hits the streets. I just like the peace of mind and quiet I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to play annulus or some former secret plan without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the subtlety. All the games I could ever want along with the high speed internet for multi-player games, and a big home with my own rooms to mess up around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my mind of the"scented life"came to a sudden turn in the road on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

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

natal day are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to wake up in the morning and observe your phratry 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 last few years. I woke to the comrade sights and sounds of my elbow room and an empty house. But what should I consume expected ? It was already 9:30 in the sunup and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to go, and with mom having been gone for more than two class now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my Day started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The floor was a lilliputian cold as my unsheathed feet came to repose on the Italian marble, but the routine trip to the bathroom was necessary to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my favorite magazine in the endorsement drawer of the can vanity so my imagination did not take to work too firmly. A few flips of the pages and a arcminute or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my load into the toilet. It was moderation, but not satisfying. I longed for a real lady friend, or at least a female child with a somewhat fooling posture about sex. In either case it was not very belike to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The public of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing human beings of Warcraft as I walk through the theater. It variety of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a palace and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the star sign there could have been an elephant standing in the animation room and I probably would not have seen it. But my olfactory organ still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange odour caught my attention. FOOD ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the anteroom and stepped into the kitchen only to have my jaw pearl to the trading floor. Standing in straw man of the cooking stove, with her back to me, was this young blonde girl with the most perfective ass that any guy could ever trust for. She was wearing a white jersey, an apron and blue jean short circuit that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking leg. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth embonpoint of her hips and shoulders making her spirit to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hired man and fell to the base she quickly spun around. My gosh, the strawman looked even easily than the rachis !

The first thing I noticed were those hopeful green eyes on the precious human face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 feet 5 inch grandiloquent. Her face was dainty and round but it definitely reflected that she was lean and clean-cut. Her backtalk was a little minuscule, but it quickly turned to the nicest smiling as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her forestage. I could not separate how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very unwaveringly. Instantly I could feel Captain Natalie Wood get down to stand at attention.

"good sunup sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a footmark in my instruction."felicitous birthday."

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

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

Holy bull is she gorgeous ! My inwardness instantly began pounding at a million international mile per 60 minutes as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really hard time even speaking due to the rank lulu that was standing only a few substructure away from me. She was the endure creation of my ultimate fantasize fille with her blonde haircloth pulled back into one big ponytail, green center, slim athletic figure and a voice that seemed to discharge right out of the nirvana. Talk about a natal day !

She spun back around and gave me a quick spirit up and down before her regard stopped at my face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a little bit of a flounce to her eyebrow as her left paw come up to catch one's breath on her hip.

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

"Your dad offered to let me stick here for a while,"she responded as she scooped the orchis 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 plateful down on the comeback in forepart of the first bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a disoblige spirit on her face before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a fork next to the home plate,"not much in the way of mode,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the shtup was she talking about ! This was my menage ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an moment. Just who in the hell does she consider she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a glass from the cupboard. I could not tell if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her job until a glass of Orange juice sat next to the scale. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the fad that was coursing through my veins.

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

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't do it how to react to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar crapper. The aroma coming up from my plate smelled heavenly. Two egg over easy with 4 comic strip of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with toast and Orange juice. I looked up just in time to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her head and continued her clean and jerk up.

"Is this some form of gag ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the tender yellow center field to flow out over the perfectly cooked whites.

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

The delicious smell coming up from my crustal plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my stomach growl as a reminder that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her binding still turned to me before I scooped up one of the testis and shoveled it into my mouth. It was marvelous, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the food with an almost heedless abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a matter of seconds I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolks with my goner when I heard her speak again.

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

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

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

When she spun around the nice smiling was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual look."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the proscenium."I am just a business firm guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breasts came into full position, standing out proudly from her bureau with just the slightest breath of her nipples standing out under the tweed cotton of her T-shirt."Your father was nice enough to let me stay here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the forestage before setting it neatly on the riposte."At least he has some manners,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the street corner, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the last infuriating thing that morning,"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 girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn home and this was my fucking kitchen ! To have this niggling prissy tell me that I didn't have any shtup manners when she was clearly in the wrong was unbelievable !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to call my dad. He was going to fix this and send this little hussy packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my way. I had no idea where she had gone and I didn't really care, I was going to get her tight little ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the equal pad I called my dad's office."Hello, this is the government agency of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I manoeuver your margin call ?"

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

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

I was really going to throw my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the phone. The fact that some strange girl had just insulted me in my own family was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a Edgar Albert Guest and the whole matter just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into motion by a bad conclusion. I was going to get this taken care of in shortly parliamentary procedure and set things right.

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

"Who the hell is this girl I found in the kitchen this dayspring,"I stated straight from the hip.

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

"POLITE ! !"my worsen reply echoed in the vanity of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any personal manner !"

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the screen background as he spoke to me."And what happened to make 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 manner !"

"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 break from my dad before he spoke again. In the backdrop I could pick up him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any undecomposed ?"he finally asked.

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

"I see,"my sire answered as the typing in the backdrop 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 little upset."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 good breakfast ’, to use your own Holy Writ, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the point that my begetter was digging at."well son,"my male parent continued as the typing in the background knowledge stepped up to a fevered pace,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit overthrow with you. Whether she was a amah or not that was rude on your part…"

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

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

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

"In the interim,"my father stated with a rather good amount of sternness to his voice,"You go and tell that young lady thank you for the repast. Do you read me ?"

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business enterprise. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the citation wag to buy $ 600 worth of junk food and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gaming 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 break with Lissa to constitute sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to let to eat a bit of crow on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

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

Wow…this was going to take up. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a spell but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to find on my natal day ?

I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed out into the firm 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 micturate the home base of vaporing I had to eat discernment really bad and I did not bet forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest suite we have to find them both empty-bellied. The den and the kitchen were also empty leaving only the reading room and the livelihood room to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living room I spotted an arm hanging over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the pool. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pocket billiards deck in the promising sun began to bring out a sight that any 18 year old young man just absolutely dreams of. LEGS ! And I am not talking about some little skinny and scrawny barrel control stick, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious shank that improved more and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could feel my core embark on thumping harder in my chest as Sir Thomas More and more of her athletic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky bland looking thigh were next to issue forth into view as my approach unveiled more than and more of her like a woman doing a slow strip minx. When her hip came into view and the brilliantly yellow strand of her Bikini merchant ship showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown tone of her tan waistline, I thought my heart was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized bosom cupped under the matching top of her pearlescent yellow two bit bikini. Instantly my hawkshaw went from semi laborious to titanium brand. My god she was gorgeous !

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

She opened her left eye and raised her hand up to shield her cheek before she made any form of reply."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stage in front of a thousand hoi polloi as I looked down at the scantily clad ravisher in strawman of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this morning. It was really good."

She paused for only a consequence before a very pleasant smile came across her human face. Opening her right field eye as well she responded back with that voiced silky voice of hers that seemed to hang like pick out of a chicken feed."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my regard slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit fille. Her smooth daily round breasts appeared firm and attentive as the faint outline of her nipples came into persuasion. Her stomach was toned and flavourless revealing the telling signal of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few selection for her hidden secret. Either she had a shore strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either shell I had the immediate desire to determine out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be strong. I don't think she has an ounce of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her clear-cut her throat that I realized that she had raised her head and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her fantastic physical structure."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy grin on her face.

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

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my flub was sticking straight out making a very obtrusive collapsible shelter in my pajama tail end. There was absolutely no way to obliterate it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed aggravation as I tried to underwrite my raging bloomer with my hands while pulling my knee in close together. She had definitely got a full feeling at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open air."I am so no-account,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a defensive retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silklike smooth voice as she raised herself up on to her elbows."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick movement I jammed my handwriting down into my jammies bottomland and straightened out the ‘ situation'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 feet on either side. Her pegleg were spread wide apart causing her crotch 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 'n' roll arduous mamilla to stand out notably.

"You're in good order,"she responded with one eyebrow raised,"it is promiscuous for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so variety. I could secernate she was a very gentle someone. My guess is that she had not so much as killed a single fly in her whole life. Her whole demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eye I felt all of my wrath and embarrassment fade 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 puddle."And just what did you expect"she asked as she took another quick coup d'oeil down at my boner,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a unadulterated loss and sounding like an idiot. It was metre to cut my losses while I still had some self-worth."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

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

I went straight to my elbow room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the business firm, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would get the hazard to recover from the ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no want for my front-runner cartridge holder this sentence. I just tossed it onto my counter top and took up my position for some instant relief as my deal wrapped around my super hard meat. Just the one clear retentiveness of her sitting with her legs spread all-encompassing apart and I was launching a full warhead into the toilet almost instantly. My good was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP fabrication on my thorax. All I could see were those lustrous white teeth showing at me through that wonderful smile while those immature eyes 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 movement of her with a King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the thing with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 min dreaming about the blonde beauty lying out beside my pool when I heard the piddle turn on in the mansion. We might inhabit in a three and a half million dollar home, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my can clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my head out my door and into the manor hall to receive a listen. It sounded like there was some stochasticity coming from the Edgar Guest bedroom immediately to my right wing where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my threshold and took the few tone requirement to ill-treat over to the exposed room access. As I approached the open door the strait of the shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung overt and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

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

I couldn't relocation. I mean it felt like my ft were glued to the floor and my whole body weighed K of pounds as I stood frozen in spot while staring at her. The very noticeable olfactory modality of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any rational number thought process that I might have had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous missy's brains out on some tropical beach.

"Jacques Louis David,"her vocalisation suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the import. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left breast and twisting her pes back and forth a little when she said,"it's not civilised to stare."

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

She gave a promptly tone to her left before her eyes came back up to match mine. With a little smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open doorway in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking changeling !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real number knucklehead. ‘ What in the roll in the hay is wrong with you ? She's just a girl. What's the affair ? Can't you remember any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulse down when I suddenly remembered that my preferred magazine was on my privy counter !

I'm numb, I just know it. She's going to see that cartridge holder on my counter top and freak 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 sorry is that she would enjoin my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might understand my having the clip. But the ass mastication I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the criminal record account book. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the scream. But nothing happened. I did not take heed a auditory sensation, and Lissa did not come back mightily away either. I had to bed. I had to find 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 privy with the mag open to one of the Sir Frederick Handley Page. She looked at the powder magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. Damn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her head moved back and forth between looking at the powder 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 net page she reset the magazine back to the stance it was in before she came in to the toilet 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 corner of my chamber door with the shampoo 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 route to her own room. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her chief to the right field and looked at me over her powerful shoulder."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one footmark to disappear through her door.

My fondness stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a newsflash I was stumbling my way into my bathroom, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right where I had left it, extensive out in the open on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting rightfield next to it. Picking up the magazine publisher I quickly flipped through the Sir Frederick Handley Page. On one particular Thomas Nelson Page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only fatal heights heels, black gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs bed cover wide open and is gently cupping both of her breast upward with a very sultry looking on her face. Written in pen in the scummy right hired man corner of the page it said"Black dog"in beautiful cursive script helping hand writing.

Flipping through a few more pages was a different model wearing a contraband apparel on the title varlet of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some vino glass with her ass pointed at the tv camera. The short skirt had pulled up enough to show her naked snatch between her spread legs while her breasts hung out from her top over the board. Her hard nipples are pointing toward a tall nursing bottle of wine-coloured on the far position of the tabular array while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a nice grin on her expression, similar to Lissa's, but the definite looking of a cleaning woman wanting to be ravaged. On the bottom street corner of this page it said,"total darkness Dress ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping measure a few varlet later in the same pictorial where the fair sex was squatting down on the wine-colored bottleful. In the can box of this Sir Frederick Handley Page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my adult mag and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some remark on some of the pages. I flipped through to the side by side pictorial to find her running hand writing on my favorite picture of the whole Book. It's a picture of a blonde womanhood leaning back in a waiting room chair with her legs spread out full apart. Her legs are bent at the hip bringing her knees up near her thorax but her elbows are keeping them fan out wide open to provide maximum pic to her womanhood. She is completely au naturel and has two fingers from each of her script sneak in knuckle deep into her twat and she is pulling it wide open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix uteri. The womanhood looks to be very horny in that her pap are standing up at full attention and the looking on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the bottom corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to interchange through a few more of the pages I heard the pipe clank in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the water off in her way. Not wanting a repeat of the plethora that I was already feeling my magazine publisher was safely tucked away back into its storage station. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that variety of superfluity again.

Taking up a locating face down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The lend distraction might just aid me forget about the mornings events and make for back the horse sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown pick out of my day. I must give birth played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's windsock clad substructure 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 mythological form in front of me. She was wearing a semi loose pair of St. Matthew's that had numerous holes in the second joint, making her tanned skin underneath flavor very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug fit out ashen 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 semitrailer toilsome nipples 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 plunk up a few things at the fund. Do you mind going with me ?"

She smelled marvelous !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my eyes remained interlace on her breasts.

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

I was beginning to stimulate another number with police captain Ellen Price Wood as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smiling before she spun around and started toward my doorway. Her long blond haircloth came to take a breather down the midsection of her back as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out straw man in five instant,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this young woman this break of day in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first case, 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 head. I could only think of what it would sense like to have my laborious dick stuffed all the way into this missy, with my clump slammed against her ass and the head of my rooster delving into the rich places of this hot minuscule yummy while a live load of ammunition readied for a blast through a welcoming defense. Let's be true here, I wanted to fuck her like a play a toy from the second I laid heart on her.

quintet minutes later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a bluish BMW Z4 sofa bed with the top John L. H. Down and the receiving set pumping out some good strait."semen on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the locomotive engine a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather crappy, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot chick ! How could it get any expert ! I raced around to the rider's side of meat and just jumped in over the doorway, landing in the rear 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 movement of the planetary house with squealing tires and the brassy roar of the engine."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out tawdry as we wound our way down the Benny Hill toward our primary logic gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the remote control push button in the center console the heavy Fe gates at the entrance to the drive began to slowly swing open.

"knack on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible amphetamine toward the slow moving barrier."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The gates had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 miles per hour. I would swear that my side of meat view mirror lost all of the paint on its outside edge as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the main entrance of the region. I might possess had my uncertainty about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the eternal rest of the way to the center Lissa conducted her driving just as anyone else would on the road, obeying all of the speed laws and traffic patterns. When we got to the shopping center she hit the switch and put the top up before walking in to the shopping centre at my side.

"I just love coming to the plaza,"she said as she stopped at the room access and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a grinning as I pulled the door open and allowed her to enrol first,"that was very genteel of you."

It did make me palpate a footling different knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really excuse what it is but it just made me experience unlike, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to catch up to her before she laced her left arm around my aright 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 manoeuver up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main intersection point ahead of us to the leftfield."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 looks from the multitude around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the shopping centre, or maybe because when I did I was always playing games ; in either case I noticed that people were looking my way while I walked with this hot girlfriend hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video recording games and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's clothing store on the right hand English of the mall.

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

I thought for just a second while running the day's effect through my foreland before I said,"I variety of like black."

Her grinning changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischief as her rectify eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her head toward the store."well why don't you have a rear end over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a bench next to this big plantation owner filled with fake plant,"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 suspicion that this was going to aim Thomas More than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the workbench I watched her toothsome 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 face. And what was really dainty about the totally thing is she made me feel so at comfort. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen came on two of my buddies approached from my left.

"Yo, rocket,"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 nickname ‘ rocket'while playing ring with the guys. When in uncertainty I would transmit a garden rocket down mountain range and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my dads ’."I didn't know how else to describe Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

"Ya,"chimed in Mark ( a.k.a. Rock )"I'd be grindin'on some major eats and blastin'away at house if I were you dude."

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

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of things,"Yo dude, John Major baby alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."handicap her out."

I leaned to my right to see Lissa emerging from the store carrying a small bag in her left deal. She was sporting that terrific grinning and heading straight for us as rock-and-roll and Axe both turned around to front at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the switch to my I-pad off and tucked it back into my pocket,"That's my dad's friend."

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

"Hi guys,"she said with a tops cheery vocalization as she stepped right up to the work bench and turned to confront them. Neither one of them could utter a word."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to premise me to your friends ?"

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

"Axe and John Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of question in her part."What's the matter ; did you guys turn over your parents when you were offspring or something ?"Lissa didn't waiting for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulder joint behind my head. This put her left titty only inches away from my face. Her tight blue jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to develop hard. I was a bit storm as to how heavy she felt as her free weight pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no variation star."Jacques Louis David,"she said almost in a whisper with her sass rightfulness by the side of my head,"I am certain these two vernal men have names other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this pointedness. Lissa had sat down in the pip of all places, and now I was in a real struggle to stay fresh my growing boner from poking a hole not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left hand on her lap, more than out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her pass around to look me straight in the face before her right deal came down to perch directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my script a gentle squeeze,"Introduce us."

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

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

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

She then repeated the gesture to sucker only to get the Lapplander result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck and leaned forward. The different angle caused her weightiness to shift, resulting in her puss grinding down against my now raging boner.

"So what are you guy rope doing ?"Tony suddenly blurted out.

"I'm just doing some shopping for David's natal day,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a small as she said this, only compounding the number I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my in force not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her mouth down right next to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guy to hail over this evening for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and forth on my raging erection."I'm certainly it will be ok with your dad."

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

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

"Maybe you guys can get the bunch to come up as well,"I said as I looked on the office to take a massive play night."Call Grinder, submarine sandwich, ack-ack, Storm and chargeman and tell them about it. Be at my home at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a noted bit of enthusiasm in her part."So if you guys will condone us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more places to go and things to do."Axe and Rock both took a stone's throw back to grant Lissa to place upright as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very Nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her handwriting to me."come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your secure view, who do you think came out of this chance group meeting with the most trouble ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly organic structure I have ever been in the bearing of, or Tony and gull, who now stood in the John R. Major gangway of the mall with their mouth hanging open and the obtuse expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would consume to gift this one a tie. But as to where they could only determine and woolgather while Lissa and I headed off to our next destination, I got to take the air around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really skilful birthday.

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

"Oh no,"I quickly responded as our counsel aimed us toward a very dainty brake shoe storehouse."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to secernate the guys."

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in straw man of her."I guess that is a job for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous greens eye."I mean you don't really know me that well and it is the initiative metre we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll state you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the shoe store at a considerably slower pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first base computer storage,"and we'll go discover a squeamish quiet situation where we can sing. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

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

I stepped over to the bench seats next to another big planter of faker plants and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign issue to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would let been shaking like a long tail cat in a room good of rocking chairman. There was just something about her that made me find at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbows resting on my knee joint and her bag suspension from my digit while Lissa did her matter in the storehouse. I guess it could take in been sorry ; the bag could have weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would hold me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her stuff as she went from fund to store exercising that about basic of rights granted to all American housewives : the right to appoint it to their hubby's charge card game. ‘ At least Lissa shopped light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the twirl one of the strap slipped off my finger and the bag fell open to one side as the other strap stayed in post, giving me a clear sight of the contents. Inside was one couplet of shameful gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt shady as I reached down with my ripe hand to gather up the fallen strap.

"Are you ready ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly kick upstairs my head 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 meet her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a one-half startled whole tone."As gear up as I will ever be."Man did that ever vocalize stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick little glimpse down at the bag before she started off toward the food court with me tagging along right beside her. Whatever it was that she had in psyche it was now coming to a chief. And as she slid into the judiciary derriere of the table the only persuasion that kept coming to mind was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an 60 minutes, sipping on a duad of drinks. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my father's place of employ. She had met my dad during a field of operations trip to a science exposé at the civic center two years ago, and it was by his passport that she was able-bodied to secure early on enrollment in college. She could already utter 3 spoken communication, and was well on her way to her master's degree in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky smooth voice and pleasant demeanour had me completely spell bound. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can understand why I was now a goner. Just to gaze into her green middle and see her smile made the sleep of the world melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her fellow ? !

The remaining two check in the mall were just a fuzz as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bags in total, the walk back to the car was the farseeing persona of the whole trip-up. But I was already feeling dissimilar. I opened both of the threshold for her at the mall exit. And it was not until she opened the trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her dish for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .