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 call off me a slave to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic device. From my mitt held I-Pad to my latest generation 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 matter because everyone else is boring to me. But to my dad, well…he seems to reckon I should get out more.

Here is a piffling bit about me. My name is St. David and I am 18 years old. I was the poster child for your techno geek society if there ever was one. I'm 6 animal foot 1 with unbowed brown hair that I like to keep a little bit recollective and I have deep bluing optic. I might be what you would say is a fiddling skinny but it is not something that I really concern myself with. As long as my leaf body of work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big sign in a gated residential district. Mom left us a few age ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to volunteer, so she ran off with her fittingness flight simulator and is now out in CA. Dad is an administrator with a immense electronics company that makes all of the nice electronic gimmick that I love so practically. That is why I have the belated genesis device almost a class before they hit the open food market. X-Box, Play station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga system I have always had the new and best gameing systems that were available. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a longsighted clock time before it hits the streets. I just like the peacefulness and tranquillise I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to play aura or some other biz without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the tad. All the games I could ever want along with the high speed internet for multi-player games, and a big house with my own suite to mess up around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my ideas of the"fresh sprightliness"came to a sudden turn in the route 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 wake up in the sunrise and find your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the yummy odor draw you out of your restful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the in conclusion few eld. I woke to the companion peck and sound of my room and an empty house. But what should I have expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to work, 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 days started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The storey was a piddling cold as my unornamented feet came to rest on the Italian marble, but the routine head trip to the toilet was requisite to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my favourite clip in the s drawer of the lav vanity so my imaginativeness did not have to work too difficult. A few toss of the pages and a minute or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my loading into the toilet. It was relief, but not satisfying. I longed for a actual lady friend, or at least a lady friend with a somewhat nonchalant attitude about sex. In either cause it was not very likely to happen. My world usually rested in the ribbon of my hands. The creation of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing World of Warcraft as I walk through the household. It sort 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 firm there could throw been an elephant standing in the animation way and I probably would not have seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange smell caught my attention. nutrient ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the residence hall and stepped into the kitchen only to have my jaw drop to the floor. Standing in front of the range, with her book binding to me, was this young blonde girl with the most unadulterated ass that any guy could ever trust for. She was wearing a Andrew Dickson White tee shirt, an apron and blueness jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but gymnastic looking legs. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness of her hip joint and berm making her look 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 honorable than the backrest !

The first matter I noticed were those smart putting green eye on the mown human face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 class old and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her face was nice and turn but it definitely reflected that she was tilt and trim. Her mouth was a footling modest, but it quickly turned to the nicest smiling as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those minuscule circle breasts hiding under her apron. I could not say how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could sense headwaiter woodwind instrument start out to stand at attention.

"commodity morning time sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a tone in my direction."felicitous birthday."

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

"I'm Lissa C."she said as she turned back around to yield the ballock she was cooking a speedy flip.

holy shit is she gorgeous ! My gist instantly began pounding at a million Swedish mile per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really heavily metre even speaking due to the absolute beauty that was standing only a few pes away from me. She was the hold up creation of my ultimate fancy missy with her blonde hair pulled back into one big ponytail, dark-green eyes, slim acrobatic figure and a voice that seemed to drop right out of the heavens. Talk about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a immediate look 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 ruffle to her brow as her leftover hired man issue forth up to rest on her hip.

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

"Your dad offered to let me bide here for a while,"she responded as she scooped the testis 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 scale down on the counter in front of the first bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a disorder look on her human face before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a forking succeeding to the plate,"not lots in the way of personal manner,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the screwing was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an clamant. Just who in the hell does she think 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 task until a glass of orange succus sat next to the crustal plate. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the furor that was coursing through my veins.

"cum on,"she said as she turned to the kitchen range to part cleaning up,"Eat before your food gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't cognize how to react to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The aroma coming up from my home base smelled heavenly. Two egg over easy with 4 strip show of bacon that appeared to be cooked to flawlessness, 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 up.

"Is this some form of joke ?"I asked as I picked up the ramification and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellowness center to flux 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 of the kitchen."You should never skip breakfast,"she said as she casually looked over her shoulder to see if I was eating.

The scrumptious smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my belly growl as a reminder that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her rear 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 with an almost reckless abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a topic of seconds I was sopping up the sleep of the egg egg yolk with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a unspoilt 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 possess another stunner to wash."She held the dental plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice smile on her look.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as much exuberance. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a alien. And damn, could she ever cook ! I set my meth down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the cesspool."And to answer your question I am here as a Guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the collection plate 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 smile was not on her typeface, having been replaced by a rather grievous but still casual smell."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the apron."I am just a planetary house guest."As she pulled the forestage off those beautiful breasts came into full moon persuasion, standing out proudly from her pectus with just the slight hint of her pap standing out under the Edward D. White cotton of her jersey."Your father was decent enough to let me persist here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the forestage before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some mode,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the border of the corner, just before she stepped out of great deal, she said the survive infuriating affair that aurora,"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 piffling missy think she was ! This was MY goddamn household and this was my fucking kitchen ! To have this little prissy say me that I didn't have any fucking 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 send for my dad. He was going to fix this and send this short slut 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 wish, I was going to have her tight fiddling ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the tactile sensation pad I called my dad's government agency."hello, this is the authority of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretaire said,"How may I target your birdcall ?"

"Denise,"I said as I paced back and forth in my elbow room,"I need to speak with my father."

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

I was really going to yield my dad an ear wax, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the earpiece. The fact that some foreign girl had just insulted me in my own mansion was improbable. Add to it that she was only a guest and the hale thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into motion by a bad determination. I was going to get this taken care of in short gild and set things right.

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

"Who the pit is this daughter I found in the kitchen this morning,"I stated straight from the hip.

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

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

"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 manners !"

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

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

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

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

There was a pause from my dad before he spoke again. In the backdrop I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any good ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my Father-God's question,"really good."

"I see,"my begetter answered as the typewriting in the backdrop stopped."Did you recount her thank you ?"

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

"A new maidservant ?"My dad now sounded a little upset."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

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

"Uh hmm,"my beginner replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really right breakfast ’, to use your own password, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the point that my founder was digging at."wellspring son,"my father continued as the typing in the backcloth stepped up to a fevered pace,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit upset with you. Whether she was a housemaid 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 typewriting in the background came to another sharp halt,"she should not experience said that out loud. I will stimulate a tidings with her when I get home."

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

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

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The last clock time he spoke to me like that was when I used the recognition card to buy $ 600 Charles Frederick 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 workweek. So I knew my founder was not kidding around with his asking. I also know that he will arrest with Lissa to pee surely I thanked her. It looked like I was going to cause to eat a bit of brag on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of self-confidence in his part."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few labor to do today so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a nice offspring 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 patch but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to happen on my birthday ?

I tossed my earpiece 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 make the plate of Corvus I had to eat taste really bad and I did not look forward to this at all. I looked into the two node rooms we have to find them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also empty leaving only the recital room and the life room to control our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the bread and butter room I spotted an arm wall hanging over the side of one of the sun dillydallier out by the pool. So a good deal for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool deck in the lustrous sun began to unveil a sight that any 18 year old young man just absolutely dreams of. stage ! And I am not talking about some little penny-pinching and underweight drum stick, I am talking about some prime prison term, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious stems that improved more and more the farther around to the side of meat I walked ! Immediately I could find my heart start thumping harder in my thorax as more and more of her athletic frame was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky quiet looking thighs were next to issue forth into horizon as my coming unveiled more and more of her like a woman doing a obtuse strip tease. When her hip came into scene and the shiny yellow string of her bikini prat showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut brown tone of her tanned waist, I thought my heart was going to skip beat. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious organic structure came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her shot yellow two part bikini. Instantly my dick went from semi gruelling to titanium steel. 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 bulge I now had in my gasp while I stood and waited for her reply.

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

I felt like I was on a phase in front end of a G multitude as I looked down at the scantily clad beauty in front line 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 grin came across her human face. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that soft silken voice of hers that seemed to flow like cream out of a glass."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 miss. Her smooth round breasts appeared firm and attentive as the faint schema of her mamilla came into view. Her stomach was toned and flat revealing the telltale signs of a well-cared for six ingroup. The French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few option for her hidden enigma. Either she had a landing strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either case I had the contiguous desire to incur out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those second joint. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be firm. I don't think she has an ounce of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her unmortgaged her throat that I realized that she had raised her foreland 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 facial expression again. She was smiling pretty big now and her eyes cut down toward my waist once before her grin got even heavy and her tit stood up really hard.

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my eyes 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 obtrusive tent in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to cover it."Oh my god !"I gasped in obstruct exasperation as I tried to cover my raging blunder with my hands while pulling my stifle 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 regretful,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a defensive retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky bland voice as she raised herself up on to her cubitus."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's loose for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick relocation I jammed my hand down into my jammies bottoms and straightened out the ‘ situation'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting unsloped on the lounger with her metrical foot on either side. Her wooden leg were disperse all-encompassing 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 white meat with her stone operose mammilla to stomach out notably.

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

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could tell she was a very gentle soul. My surmise is that she had not so very much as killed a single fly in her altogether life. Her entirely conduct was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful unripened heart I felt all of my angriness and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able-bodied to say."I just didn't expect to obtain 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 ready glimpse down at my bungle,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a thoroughgoing loss and sounding like an cretin. It was time to cut my losses 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 consolation of my own home and recovering from the most embarrassing post I had ever been in during my whole life ! She would just give to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my dresser not only from the run through the house, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would have the chance to recover from the ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A trunk ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine this time. I just tossed it onto my counter top and took up my lieu for some instantaneous moderation as my handwriting wrapped around my super hard nitty-gritty. Just the one enlighten retentiveness of her sitting with her legs overspread broad apart and I was launching a to the full loading 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 prevarication on my chest. All I could see were those undimmed ovalbumin tooth showing at me through that wonderful grinning while those green eyes twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this daughter, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in front of her with a power Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the subject with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blond sweetheart lying out beside my consortium when I heard the water turn on in the house. We might subsist in a three and a half million dollar sign habitation, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my toilet clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and nonplus my head out my door and into the mansion house to own a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the client bedroom immediately to my right where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my door and took the few tone necessary to step over to the undecided door. As I approached the open doorway the sound of the shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the room access when it suddenly swung open 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 hall."I don't have any shampoo, can I borrow yours ?"

I couldn't motility. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the trading floor and my whole body weighed thousands of pounds as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very obtrusive sense of smell of coconut drifted up to my olfactory organ, further hindering any rational thought process that I might have got had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropic beach.

"St. David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the mo. She was readjusting the rapier of her towel by her leftfield breast and twisting her foot back and forth a little when she said,"it's not cultured 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 door with my hand.

She gave a nimble flavour to her left-hand before her heart came back up to meet mine. With a footling 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 very muttonhead. ‘ What in the piece of tail is improper with you ? She's just a fille. What's the matter ? Can't you remember any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulsation down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom return !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my rejoinder top and freak out in a vast 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 high-risk is that she would tell my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might empathize my having the powder store. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the record Good Book. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the sidesplitter. But nothing happened. I did not hear a audio, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to eff. I had to feel out what was happening as I took a few steps over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in social movement of my counter in my bathroom with the magazine publisher undefended to one of the pages. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to seem at herself. anathemize it, her back was turned toward me ! Her chief moved back and forth between looking at the cartridge clip 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 last page she reset the cartridge clip back to the position it was in before she came in to the toilet and grabbed up the shampoo feeding bottle. Immediately I jerked my head back and took a few steps back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the turning point of my sleeping accommodation doorway 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 road to her own room. When she reached her doorway she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her drumhead to the right and looked at me over her right shoulder."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one step to disappear through her doorway.

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a ostentation I was stumbling my way into my toilet, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right field where I had left it, broad out in the undecided on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting aright next to it. Picking up the magazine publisher I quickly flipped through the pages. On one particular varlet the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black gamy heels, inkiness gartered thigh gamy stockings and a bow tie. She has her stage spread wide open and is gently cupping both of her breasts upward with a very sultry look on her cheek. Written in pen in the lower proper hand corner of the Sir Frederick Handley Page it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive script manus writing.

Flipping through a few more pages was a dissimilar model wearing a black dress on the claim page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine-coloured glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The short dame had pulled up enough to show her defenseless pussycat between her spread wooden leg while her white meat hung out from her top over the table. Her tough nipples are pointing toward a tall nursing bottle of wine on the far English of the table while she looked back at you over her properly shoulder joint. She had a skillful smile on her face, standardised to Lissa's, but the definite expression of a womanhood wanting to be ravaged. On the backside corner of this Page it said,"Black Dress ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few Page later in the same pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine bottle. In the bottom 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 adult magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the pages. I flipped through to the next pictorial to receive her running hand writing on my preferred moving picture of the whole Holy Scripture. It's a flick of a blonde adult female leaning back in a lounge chair with her wooden leg spread wide apart. Her legs are bent at the hip bringing her knees up near her breast but her elbows are keeping them facing pages wide open to provide utmost exposure to her woman. She is completely raw and has two fingers from each of her hands inserted metacarpophalangeal joint deep into her kitty-cat and she is pulling it panoptic open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The char looks to be very ruttish in that her nipples are standing up at full-of-the-moon attention and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton luxuria. In the bottom corner it said,"Desert ”.

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

Taking up a office case down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The added misdirection might just help me forget about the good morning event and play back the signified of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must have played for about 5 proceedings when I saw Lissa's sock clad foundation 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 form in front of me. She was wearing a semi free pair of Saint Matthew the Apostle's that had numerous holes in the thigh, making her tanned hide underneath spirit very appetizing. Again she had donned a cubbyhole fitting albumen jersey which she had tied just below her tit, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless breast stood up proudly with her trailer truck intemperately nipple pointing the way.

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

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

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

I was beginning to have another issue with Captain Wood as I looked up at her smiling grimace. I swallowed strong before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my door. Her foresighted blonde hair came to rest down the middle of her back as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out straw man in five minutes,"she said just before she left the way and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this young woman this morning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first instance, I have wanted to skip on her and try to hump a jam all the way through her body and up to the top of her oral sex. I could only remember of what it would palpate like to have my severely dick stuffed all the way into this miss, with my Ball slammed against her ass and the head of my cock delving into the deepest places of this hot little yummy while a go load of ammunition readied for a blast through a welcoming defense mechanism. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to have a go at it her like a play a toy from the minute I laid heart on her.

basketball team proceedings later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 translatable with the top down and the radio pumping out some good sounds."semen on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the 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 dame ! How could it get any better ! I raced around to the passenger's side and just jumped in over the threshold, landing in the tail with a bit of a thud. I just barely got my seat belt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to answer her before the car launched from the front of the theatre with squealing tires and the flashy boom of the engine."wahoo !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out meretricious as we wound our way down the hill toward our main gate at a breakneck velocity. Pressing the outside button in the nitty-gritty console the heavy iron Bill Gates at the entry to the private road began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible speed 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 view mirror lost all of the key on its outside edge as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the independent entrance of the neighborhood. I might give had my doubtfulness about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the residue of the way to the mall Lissa conducted her drive just as anyone else would on the road, obeying all of the speed legal philosophy and traffic blueprint. When we got to the shopping centre she hit the permutation and put the top up before walking in to the shopping centre at my side.

"I just have a go at it coming to the mall,"she said as she stopped at the door and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a smiling as I pulled the door undecided and allowed her to enter first,"that was very polite of you."

It did make me experience a little unlike knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really explicate what it is but it just made me feel 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 right elbow and placed her hand on my forearm. Now I did find different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the mall from left to compensate,"I need to head up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main point of intersection ahead of us to the left."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 people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the shopping mall, or maybe because when I did I was always playing plot ; in either cause I noticed that people were looking my way while I walked with this hot girl hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing television game and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's clothing store on the right hand side 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 favorite color ?"

I thought for just a moment while running the day's result through my head before I said,"I sort of like black."

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischief as her right brow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her psyche toward the store."well why don't you have a keister over there,"she said as she turned her psyche back around. Pointing to a terrace adjacent to this big planter filled with imposter 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 suspicion that this was going to take More than just a few moment. As I sat down on the bench I watched her delicious 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 shopping centre with an absolutely gorgeous wench at my side. And what was really nice about the totally thing is she made me sense so at simpleness. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen door came on two of my buddy 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 cognomen ‘ rocket'while playing ring with the guys. When in doubt I would beam a Eruca sativa down range and just obliterate everything. So the moniker was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a booster of my pappa ’."I didn't get laid how else to draw Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

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

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

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

I leaned to my right to see Lissa emerging from the store carrying a small bag in her left hand. She was sporting that terrific grinning and heading straight for us as sway and Axe both turned around to take care at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the electric 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 guy,"she said with a super cheery voice as she stepped right up to the bench and turned to confront them. Neither one of them could utter a word."Jacques Louis David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to introduce me to your ally ?"

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

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of interrogation in her voice."What's the thing ; did you guys upset your parents when you were youth or something ?"Lissa didn't postponement for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulder joint behind my psyche. This put her left hand bosom only inches away from my grimace. Her tight jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to develop hard. I was a bit surprised as to how overweight she felt as her weighting pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no play virtuoso."Saint David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouth right field by the side of my head,"I am sure these two offspring men have name calling other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own figure at this point. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all property, and now I was in a real struggle to continue my growing boner from poking a pickle not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left hand on her lap, more out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to look me straight in the face before her right paw came down to perch directly on top of mine."wellspring,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle squeezing,"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 modest,"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 helping hand to give it a short shake."Hi, I'm Lissa C."

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

She then repeated the motion to Mark only to get the same result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck opening and leaned forward. The different angle caused her weight to change, resulting in her pussy grinding down against my now raging bloomer.

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

"I'm just doing some shopping for David's birthday,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a piddling as she said this, only compounding the way out I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my full not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her back talk down right side by side to my ear."Why don't you ask these two bozo to occur over this evening for your natal day ?"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 hired hand up and placed it on her hip. I had to do something to get her to terminate moving or else I was going to have a billet right here and now.

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

"Maybe you guys can get the work party to arrive as well,"I said as I looked on the berth to have a massive gambling nighttime."phone call zep, Wedge, Flack, Storm and Blaster and severalize them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a noted bit of enthusiasm in her phonation."So if you guys will excuse 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 tone back to tolerate Lissa to stand up as I quickly did a fanfare registration."It was very nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."semen on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your best opinion, who do you think came out of this chance meeting with the most difficultness ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly dead body I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and bell ringer, who now stood in the major aisle of the center with their mouth hanging overt and the dumbest manifestation on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would stimulate to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only observe and daydream while Lissa and I headed off to our next destination, 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 acquaintance,"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 brake shoe store."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to tell the guys."

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in front of her."I guess that is a problem for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous green middle."I mean you don't really have sex 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 recount you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the horseshoe store at a considerably boring pace."Let me snap up what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first store,"and we'll go find a dainty serenity place where we can talk. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

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

I stepped over to the bench rear end next to another big planter of falsify plants and sat down. The prognosis of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign issue to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would bear been no way. I would give been shaking like a long tag cat in a room full of rocking chairs. There was just something about her that made me feel at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my articulatio cubiti resting on my knee and her bag dangling from my finger's breadth while Lissa did her thing in the store. I guess it could hold been worse ; the bag could hold weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would take me shopping with her. I would nose up carrying all of her stuff as she went from memory to store exercising that most basic of rights granted to all American lady of the house : the right hand to charge it to their husband's mission circuit card. ‘ At least Lissa shopped illume'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the spins one of the straps slipped off my finger's breadth and the bag fell open to one position as the early strap stayed in place, giving me a clear sight of the cognitive content. inside was one pair of black gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my compensate hand to gather up the fallen strap.

"Are you gear up ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly raise my head to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two boxes of shoes.

Immediately the butterfly stroke swarmed up inside me as I quickly closed the bag and stood up to meet her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a half startled tone."As ready as I will ever be."Man did that ever vocalize stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick trivial glance down at the bag before she started off toward the intellectual nourishment court with me tagging along rectify beside her. Whatever it was that she had in idea it was now coming to a head. And as she slid into the bench nates of the table the only thought process that kept coming to mind was this ; how could I be so favourable ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a pair of deglutition. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my father's piazza of employment. She had met my dad during a field trip to a science exposé at the civic center two yr ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to stop up early registration in college. She could already address 3 speech communication, and was well on her way to her passe-partout's degree in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky fluid phonation and pleasant deportment had me completely spell leaping. 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 eyes and see her grinning made the rest of the globe melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two stops in the mall were just a fuzz as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bags in tally, the pass back to the car was the tenacious component part of the totally trip. But I was already notion different. I opened both of the doors for her at the mall exit. And it was not until she opened the bole of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her grip for her."Thank you St. David,"she said politely as she pushed the trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .