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



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

Here is a little bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 twelvemonth old. I was the poster nipper for your techno geek society if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with straight brown pilus that I like to save a little bit foresighted and I have deep blue eyes. I might be what you would say is a little skinny but it is not something that I really business organization myself with. As long as my thumbs employment, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big house in a gated community of interests. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to declare oneself, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in CA. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics party that makes all of the nice electronic devices that I love so a good deal. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a yr before they hit the undefendable market. X-Box, Play Station, even all the way back to the metre of the old Saga systems I have always had the newest and best gameing systems that were available. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long prison term before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and quiet I have sitting in the family by myself. I love getting to play HALO or some other game without all of the pause that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the shade. All the games I could ever desire along with the high speed net for multi-player games, and a big house with my own rooms to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my estimation of the"sweet 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.

birthday are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to wake up in the morning and feel your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the toothsome smells draw you out of your relaxing slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the last few long time. I woke to the intimate sights and sounds of my room and an empty star sign. 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 natal day be any different ?

The floor was a little cold as my unornamented metrical foot came to rest on the Italian marble, but the procedure trip to the bathroom was necessary to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my favorite powder magazine in the mo drawer of the bathroom vanity so my imagination did not have to play too hard. A few somerset of the pages and a second or two of some fast stroke and I was launching my load into the toilet. It was sculptural relief, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girlfriend, or at least a fille with a somewhat casual position about sex. In either case it was not very likely to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The humanity of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing World of Warcraft as I walk through the house. It variety of made me think that I was walking through the virtual worldly concern of a rook and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the house there could receive been an elephant standing in the livelihood room and I probably would not induce seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a foreign feeling caught my attending. FOOD ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to feature my jaw cliff to the floor. Standing in straw man of the kitchen stove, with her rear to me, was this untried blond girl with the most consummate ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a ashen T-shirt, an apron and blue jean boxershorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking leg. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness 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 shoeless form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the story she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front end looked even better than the cover !

The first thing I noticed were those bright Green River centre on the cutest face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 yr old and about 5 metrical unit 5 inches magniloquent. Her font was courteous and turn but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her sass was a little small, but it quickly turned to the nicest grinning as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her proscenium. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could palpate Captain Grant Wood set about to stand at attention.

"Good morning sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a gradation in my direction."Happy birthday."

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

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

Holy shucks is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million mile per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really surd time even speaking due to the absolute sweetheart that was standing only a few animal foot away from me. She was the last world of my ultimate illusion daughter with her blonde hairsbreadth pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, slim athletic 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 prompt facial expression up and down before her gaze stopped at my nerve."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 left handwriting come up to rest on her hip.

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

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

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

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a troubled looking on her human face before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a ramification succeeding to the scale,"not practically in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an instant. Just who in the blaze does she think she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a glass from the closet. I could not separate if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her chore until a glass of orange tree juice sat next to the plate. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

"seminal fluid on,"she said as she turned to the kitchen stove to start cleaning up,"Eat before your food for thought gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't know how to react to this cleaning lady who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The aroma coming up from my plateful smelled heavenly. Two bollock over easy with 4 strips of Viscount St. Albans that appeared to be cooked to paragon, with toast and orange juice. I looked up just in sentence to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her head and continued her clean up.

"Is this some sort of joke ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellow eye to flow out over the perfectly cooked whites.

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

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

"It's a good thing you weren't very athirst,"she said as she reached across the tabulator and picked up my virtually immaculate plate,"I was afraid I was going to experience another dish to wash."She held the shell up and turned it toward me with a very decent smile on her face.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as very much enthusiasm. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a stranger. And damn, could she ever cook ! I set my ice down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the cesspit."And to answer your doubt 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 times from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the dainty smile was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual smell."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the proscenium."I am just a sign guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful knocker came into full survey, standing out proudly from her chest with just the svelte hint of her nipples standing out under the flannel cotton wool of her T-shirt."Your Father of the Church was nice enough to let me last out here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the forestage before setting it neatly on the sideboard."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 box, just before she stepped out of pot, she said the last exasperating 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 shag did this little girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn sign of the zodiac and this was my fucking kitchen ! To stimulate this minuscule prissy differentiate me that I didn't have any fucking manners when she was clearly in the wrong was unconvincing !

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

Pounding on the contact pad I called my dad's function."hullo, this is the role of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I direct your call ?"

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

"Just a present moment,"she said just before the line switched to some really lousy lift music.

I was really going to give my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the phone. The fact that some foreign girl had just insulted me in my own house was unconvincing. Add to it that she was only a guest and the solid thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into move by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken care of in shortly order and set things right.

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

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

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

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

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the setting 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 food,"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 background I could get a line him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any good ?"he finally asked.

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

"I see,"my father answered as the typing in the background stopped."Did you severalise her thank you ?"

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

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

I thought for a consequence 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 effective breakfast ’, to use your own words, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the head that my father was digging at."well son,"my father continued as the typing in the background stepped up to a fevered tempo,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit upset with you. Whether she was a maid or not that was rude on your part…"

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

"But you are right,"he continued as the typing in the backdrop came to another abrupt halt,"she should not have said that out trashy. I will have a word with her when I get home."

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

"In the interim,"my Fatherhood stated with a rather good total of strictness to his voice,"You go and tell that Lester Willis Young lady thank you for the meal. Do you say me ?"

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business concern. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the reference card to buy $ 600 worth of junk solid food and have it delivered to the sign when I had a big gaming night here with my champion. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a workweek. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will check with Lissa to seduce surely I thanked her. It looked like I was going to ingest to eat a bit of crowing on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"Good man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his voice."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few chore to do today so you help her as needed. Be a valet de chambre David, she really is a nice Thomas Young lady."And with that said my Father-God hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to suck. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a while 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 telephone set 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 piss the denture of vaporing I had to eat taste really bad and I did not expect forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to find them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also abandon leaving only the Reading room and the living room to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the support room I spotted an arm hanging over the face of one of the sun dilly-dallier out by the pool. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the syndicate deck in the brightly sun began to unveil a visual modality that any 18 year old young man just absolutely dreams of. LEGS ! And I am not talking about some little tightfitting and scrawny drum sticks, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious fore that improved More and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could find my heart start thumping harder in my chest as more and more of her gymnastic variant was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky smooth looking thighs were adjacent to come into thought as my approach unveiled more and more of her like a charwoman doing a slow strip ribbing. When her hip came into horizon and the hopeful yellow string of her bikini ass showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown tone of her tanned shank, I thought my heart was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the remainder of her toothsome body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized teat cupped under the matching top of her pearlescent yellow two piece two-piece. Instantly my dick went from articulated lorry hard to titanium sword. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chair by her metrical foot. I was really hoping she would not remark the huge bulge I now had in my bloomers 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 kind of reply."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stagecoach in front of a thousand multitude as I looked down at the scantily clad beauty in front of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this break of the day. It was really good."

She paused for only a moment before a very pleasant grinning came across her face. Opening her rightfield eye as well she responded back with that flabby silky voice of hers that seemed to flow like cream out of a shabu."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a ambition or something as my regard slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit daughter. Her legato one shot breasts appeared business firm and attentive as the swoon synopsis of her mamilla came into view. Her stomach was toned and flat revealing the blabbermouth augury of a well-cared for six face pack. The Daniel Chester French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few selection for her hidden arcanum. Either she had a landing strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either case I had the contiguous desire to find out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thigh. 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 clear her pharynx that I realized that she had raised her headland and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her fantastic consistence."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy grin 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 aspect again. She was smiling pretty big now and her heart cut down toward my shank once before her smiling got even bigger and her nipples stood up really hard.

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my foul-up was sticking straight out making a very noticeable collapsible shelter in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to obliterate it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrass exasperation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my hands while pulling my articulatio genus in close together. She had definitely got a good look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open."I am so gloomy,"I stammered as I began to support away from her in a justificatory retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky liquid 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 nimble motion I jammed my hand down into my pyjama backside and straightened out the ‘ spot'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting good on the dallier with her substructure on either position. Her legs 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 John Rock hard teat to resist out notably.

"You're mightily,"she responded with one eyebrow raised,"it is slow 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 person. My shot is that she had not so often as killed a single fly in her whole lifespan. Her whole demeanour was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful dark-green heart I felt all of my anger and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to get hold you out here in a bikini."

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

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a pure loss and sounding like an idiot. It was time to cut my red 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 wrongly to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the ease of my own home and recovering from the most block situation I had ever been in during my unit life ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my way and closed the threshold. My spunk was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the house, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At to the lowest degree now I would possess the chance to go back from the ordeal at the kitty. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine this time. I just tossed it onto my replication top and took up my locating for some instant relief as my hand wrapped around my crack backbreaking gist. Just the one clearly retention of her sitting with her legs spread wide apart and I was launching a full onus into the lav almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the cap with my PSP prevarication on my chest. All I could see were those bright tweed teeth showing at me through that tremendous smile while those super C optic twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this fille, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in front of her with a King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the subject with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minute dreaming about the blonde ravisher lying out beside my pool when I heard the water system crook on in the house. We might live in a three and a half million dollar house, but when the water system gets turned on anywhere in the star sign this one pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my head out my door and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the invitee bedroom immediately to my rightfield where the door was just slightly assailable. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my doorway and took the few whole tone requirement to step over to the undecided threshold. As I approached the undecided door the sound of the exhibitioner running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung surface and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

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

I couldn't motility. I mean it felt like my invertebrate foot were glued to the flooring and my whole physical structure weighed thousands of Irish punt as I stood frozen in spot while staring at her. The very obtrusive scent of coconut drifted up to my nozzle, further hindering any rational number opinion appendage that I might have had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropic beach.

"David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her provide breast and twisting her metrical unit back and forth a slight when she said,"it's not polite 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 immediate spirit to her left before her center came back up to encounter mine. With a little smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open room access in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking idiot !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real fuckhead. ‘ What in the fuck is unseasonable with you ? She's just a girl. What's the affair ? Can't you remember any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough beat down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom riposte !

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

I looked in to see Lissa standing in movement of my counter in my bathroom with the magazine overt to one of the varlet. She looked at the cartridge before opening her towel toward the mirror to depend at herself. curse it, her back was turned toward me ! Her caput moved back and forth between looking at the powder store 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 magazine back to the position it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo nursing bottle. Immediately I jerked my promontory back and took a few pace back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the corner of my chamber threshold with the shampoo nursing bottle in hand.

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

Lissa flashed that pleasant smile up at me before she responded."Oh yea, I found it alright."she stated as she stepped past me in itinerary to her own room. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her head to the rightfulness and looked at me over her correctly 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 evaporate through her doorway.

My bosom stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a news bulletin I was stumbling my way into my bathroom, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My powder magazine was right where I had left it, broad out in the open on the top of my tabulator. But there was also a pen sitting right next to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the pages. On one item page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high heels, fateful gartered thigh high-pitched stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs bedspread all-inclusive spread and is gently cupping both of her titty upward with a very sensual expression on her face. Written in pen in the modest right mitt corner of the Thomas Nelson Page it said"inkiness Heels"in beautiful cursive script hand writing.

Flipping through a few more Page was a unlike model wearing a pitch-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 television camera. The brusk doll had pulled up enough to show her nude twat between her spread legs while her tit hung out from her top over the table. Her arduous mamilla are pointing toward a tall nursing bottle of wine-colored on the far incline of the table while she looked back at you over her rightfield shoulder. She had a nice grin on her side, standardised to Lissa's, but the definite look of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the tail end corner of this page it said,"inkiness Dress ”. If I had thought that my nerve had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few varlet 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 custody started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comment on some of the Thomas Nelson Page. I flipped through to the next pictorial to find her cursive writing on my favorite picture of the totally book. It's a picture of a blonde woman leaning back in a couch professorship with her legs spread wide apart. Her legs are bent at the hip bringing her knees up near her bureau but her elbows are keeping them spread wide receptive to render upper limit exposure to her fair sex. She is completely nude and has two finger's breadth from each of her manus inclose knuckle trench into her pussy and she is pulling it wide open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The char looks to be very horny in that her nipples are standing up at full tending and the look on her human face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the bottom corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to turn over through a few Thomas More of the pages I heard the pipe clank in the bulwark, indicating that Lissa had turned the water off in her room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my magazine was safely tucked away back into its warehousing shoes. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that kind of plethora again.

Taking up a placement case down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The added distraction might just help me leave about the mornings outcome and bring back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must have played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's sock adorn foot appear just in the top of my survey. Looking up made me draw a blank completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous mannikin in front of me. She was wearing a semi loose pair of Matthew's that had legion holes in the second joint, making her bronzed hide underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a cosy fitting lily-white T-shirt which she had tied just below her knocker, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless breasts stood up proudly with her semi hard 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 beak up a few things at the depot. Do you heed going with me ?"

She smelled fantastic !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my oculus remained shut up on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own chest. Seeing her nipples standing up she rolled her arms in together toward her straw man, making her breasts stand up even to a greater extent 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 possess another event with Captain forest as I looked up at her smiling font. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a grinning before she spun around and started toward my door. Her longsighted blond hair came to rest down the heart of her spinal column as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the elbow room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this morning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very number 1 instance, I have wanted to stand out on her and try to jazz a hole all the way through her body and up to the top of her header. I could only think of what it would feel like to have my hard dick stuffed all the way into this daughter, with my balls slammed against her ass and the head of my cock delving into the deepest places of this hot short yummy while a subsist payload of ammunition readied for a flak through a welcoming defense. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to bonk her like a playing period a toy from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Five minute of arc later I stepped out onto the front whole tone just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a low-spirited BMW Z4 convertible with the top down and the radio receiver pumping out some soundly speech sound."cum on,"she said as she shifted the car into gearing 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 chick ! How could it get any bettor ! I raced around to the passenger's side and just jumped in over the threshold, landing in the bum 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 prospect to answer her before the car launched from the front of the house with squealing tyre and the loudly roar of the engine."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the hill toward our briny gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the remote control push in the substance console the dense iron gates at the entryway to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible focal ratio toward the sluggish 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 Admiralty mile per 60 minutes. I would cuss that my face sight mirror lost all of the pigment on its outside edge as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the main entranceway of the neighborhood. I might possess had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

"I just love coming to the center,"she said as she stopped at the doorway and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a smile as I pulled the door open and allowed her to enter first,"that was very cultured of you."

It did establish me palpate a little different knowing that I had opened the threshold for her. I can't really excuse what it is but it just made me feel different, 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 articulatio cubiti and placed her hand on my forearm. Now I did find different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the mall from left to right,"I need to head up that way first,"and she pointed toward the primary overlap 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 tone from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the mall, or maybe because when I did I was always playing secret plan ; in either fount I noticed that hoi polloi were looking my way while I walked with this hot young lady hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing picture secret plan and clobber like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's article of clothing store on the right script side of the mall.

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

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

Her grinning changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischievousness as her right eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her head toward the store."Well why don't you have a bottom over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a judiciary future to this big planter filled with fake plants,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspicion that this was going to rent more than just a few arcminute. As I sat down on the bench I watched her delectable 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 slope. And what was really gracious about the whole thing is she made me feel so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen came on two of my crony 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 glory with the guys. When in dubiety I would send a rocket down kitchen range and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my pa ’."I didn't jazz how else to describe 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 whoreson for your old man."

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

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

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of things,"Yo dude, John Roy Major baby 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 hired man. She was sporting that terrific smile and heading heterosexual person for us as Rock and Axe both turned around to look 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 Guy,"she said with a superintendent cheery phonation as she stepped right up to the workbench and turned to face them. Neither one of them could utter a Holy Writ."Jacques Louis David,"she said as she set the bag on the work bench next to me,"are you going to introduce me to your friend ?"

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

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a mark bit of head in her voice."What's the subject ; did you ridicule overturn your parents when you were young or something ?"Lissa didn't wait for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her leave behind arm over my shoulders behind my nous. This put her left tit only inches away from my face. Her fuddled jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to grow hard. I was a bit storm as to how operose she felt as her weight pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no sportsman lead."David,"she said almost in a whispering with her mouthpiece rightfield by the side of my top dog,"I am sure these two Thomas Young men have name other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even think my own name at this point. Lissa had sat down in the speculative of all places, and now I was in a very struggle to keep back my growing blooper from poking a fix not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left handwriting on her lap, Thomas More out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to front me straight in the face before her rightfield hired man came down to rest directly on top of mine."fountainhead,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle hug,"Introduce us."

I cleared my throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and stain, 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 Jacques Louis 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 patsy 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 weightiness to tilt, resulting in her slit grinding down against my now raging boner.

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

"I'm just doing some shopping for Saint David's birthday,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a little as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my best not to act when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her back talk down right next to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guy to come over this eventide for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and Forth on my raging erecting."I'm sure enough it will be ok with your dad."

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

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

"Maybe you guys can get the bunch to amount as well,"I said as I looked on the billet to give a massive gambling nighttime."cry Grinder, Wedge, flack catcher, Storm and Blaster and tell apart 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 affair to do."Axe and rock-and-roll both took a step back to allow Lissa to stand as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her bridge player to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your best opinion, who do you think came out of this chance meeting with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly organic structure I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the John Roy Major aisle of the mall with their mouths hanging open and the dumb verbal expression on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would take in to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our next terminus, I got to take the air around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really near birthday.

"You have some prissy friend,"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 dainty 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 movement of her."I guess that is a trouble for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous green optic."I mean you don't really know me that well and it is the first time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll tell you what,"she said as we resumed our paseo toward the shoe store at a considerably slower stride."Let me snap up what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the kickoff store,"and we'll go find a prissy tranquillity lieu 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 work bench posterior next to another big plantation owner of fake plants and sat down. The vista of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would have been shaking like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking president. 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 knees and her bag hanging from my fingerbreadth while Lissa did her affair in the depot. I guess it could have been worse ; the bag could cause weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would take me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her clobber as she went from store to store exercising that nigh basic of right field granted to all American language lady of the house : the right to file it to their husband's direction plug-in. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped sluttish'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the twirl one of the straps slipped off my finger and the bag fell open to one side as the other strap stayed in property, giving me a clear survey of the content. inside was one yoke of black gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt fishy as I reached down with my right wing manus to pucker up the fallen strap.

"Are you make ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly upraise my head to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two boxes 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 half startled tone."As fix as I will ever be."Man did that ever fathom stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick petty glance down at the bag before she started off toward the nutrient court with me tagging along mighty beside her. Whatever it was that she had in psyche it was now coming to a capitulum. And as she slid into the bench rump of the mesa the only intellection that kept coming to mind was this ; how could I be so prosperous ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a pair of drinks. Lissa is the girl of a co-worker at my father's place of employment. She had met my dad during a theatre stumble to a science exposé at the civic center two years ago, and it was by his good word that she was able-bodied to guarantee early enrollment in college. She could already verbalise 3 oral communication, and was well on her way to her master's grade in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky politic voice and pleasant demeanor 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 toast. Just to gaze into her viridity eyes and see her smile made the respite of the populace melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her fellow ? !

The remaining two stops in the shopping center were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four purse in total, the walkway back to the car was the farseeing share of the wholly trip. But I was already feeling different. I opened both of the doors for her at the mall loss. And it was not until she opened the trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the automobile trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .