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



So, I'm a techno eccentric person. But in this day and age who isn't right wing ? I guess you could call me a hard worker to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic twist. From my hired man held I-Pad to my latest propagation X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my lack of social fundamental 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 think I should get out more.

Here is a little bit about me. My name is St. David and I am 18 geezerhood old. I was the post horse tyke for your techno eccentric society if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with straight brown hair that I like to keep a little bit long and I have deep aristocratical middle. I might be what you would say is a picayune skinny but it is not something that I really concern myself with. As long as my thumbs study, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big mansion in a gated community. Mom left us a few days ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to offer, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics company that makes all of the nice electronic device that I love so much. That is why I have the modish generation device almost a twelvemonth before they hit the open market. X-Box, gambol Station, even all the way back to the time of the old Saga systems I have always had the raw and best gameing systems that were available. My booster love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long fourth dimension before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and quiet I have sitting in the theatre by myself. I love getting to fiddle HALO or some other plot without all of the interruption 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-pitched swiftness cyberspace for multi-player biz, and a big house with my own rooms to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my theme of the"sweetness 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.

Birthdays are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to wake up in the morning and get hold your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the delicious flavor draw you out of your relaxing sleep. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the last few years. I woke to the familiar hatful and sounds of my room and an vacate business firm. But what should I give 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 24-hour interval started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The trading floor was a little cold as my stark ft came to rest on the Italian marble, but the unremarkable trip to the bath was necessary to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my darling mag in the second base drawer of the bathroom vanity so my imagination did not own to work too hard. A few flips of the pages and a minute or two of some degenerate stroking and I was launching my load into the can. It was easement, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girl, or at to the lowest degree a girl with a somewhat casual attitude about sex. In either grammatical case it was not very in all probability to take place. My macrocosm usually rested in the laurel wreath of my mitt. The cosmos of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing World of Warcraft as I walk through the sign of the zodiac. It kind of made me think that I was walking through the practical existence of a castle and I was doing the fight. So in passing through the house there could have been an elephant standing in the aliveness elbow room and I probably would not make 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 street corner from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to ingest my jaw drop to the flooring. Standing in front of the range, with her book binding to me, was this Edward Young blond lady friend with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a albumen T-shirt, an forestage and blue jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking stage. Her slender waist accentuated the tranquil rotundity of her hips and shoulder making her look to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the cooking stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot physique. When my PSP slipped out of my hired man and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even better than the back !

The first thing I noticed were those bright fleeceable optic on the cunning face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 yr old and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her expression was nice and round but it definitely reflected that she was lean and crop. Her mouth was a picayune small, but it quickly turned to the nicest smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those lowly round of golf breasts hiding under her apron. I could not secernate how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very unwavering. Instantly I could feel Captain woods get down to stand at attention.

"good good morning sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a step in my charge."Happy birthday."

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

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

sanctum crap is she gorgeous ! My pump instantly began pounding at a million international nautical mile per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really operose time even speaking due to the absolute stunner that was standing only a few feet away from me. She was the hold up creation of my ultimate fantasize girl with her blonde hair pulled back into one big ponytail, green centre, slim athletic figure and a voice that seemed to drop right out of the heavens. blab out about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a ready look 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 hand come up to rest on her hip.

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

"Your dad offered to let me appease here for a patch,"she responded as she scooped the bollock 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 initiative bar stool.

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

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my sign ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an instant. Just who in the hell does she believe she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an New York minute before she turned to get a field glass from the cupboard. I could not tell if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her undertaking until a drinking glass of Orange juice sat side by side to the plate. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the madness that was coursing through my veins.

"seed on,"she said as she turned to the stove to start cleaning up,"Eat before your food gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't know how to react to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar faeces. The aroma coming up from my plate smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easy with 4 landing strip of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with toast and orange juice. I looked up just in fourth dimension to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her read/write head and continued her clean up.

"Is this some kind of trick ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellow substance to fall out over the perfectly cooked whites.

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

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

"It's a upright thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spick-and-span plate,"I was afraid I was going to have another sweetheart to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice smile on her case.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as very much exuberance. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a unknown. And hoot, could she ever cook ! I set my glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink."And to answer your head I am here as a invitee 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 to a greater extent metre from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the overnice smile was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual looking."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waistline and untied the apron."I am just a theater guest."As she pulled the proscenium off those beautiful breasts came into full thought, standing out proudly from her chest with just the slight breath of her pap standing out under the white cotton of her T-shirt."Your father was prissy enough to let me stay here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the proscenium before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some personal manner,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the corner, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the live infuriating affair that morning,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the nooky did this little female child think she was ! This was MY goddamn house 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 call 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 approximation where she had gone and I didn't really manage, I was going to birth her tight little ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the touch pad I called my dad's office."hello, this is the office of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I steer your call option ?"

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

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

I was really going to gift my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the telephone. The fact that some unknown young lady had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a guest and the solid thing just reeked of a bad set of fortune set into motility by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken precaution of in inadequate order and set things right.

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

"Who the blaze is this fille I found in the kitchen this good morning,"I stated straight from the hip.

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

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

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the background as he spoke to me."And what happened to establish 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 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's question,"really good."

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

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

"A new amah ?"My dad now sounded a short trouble."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

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

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

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

"But you are redress,"he continued as the typing in the scope came to another precipitous stoppage,"she should not suffer said that out brassy. I will have a word with her when I get home."

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

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

I could order that my Padre was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means byplay. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit card to buy $ 600 worth of junk food and have it delivered to the sign when I had a big gaming Night here with my Quaker. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my Father of the Church was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will fit with Lissa to make sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to have to eat a bit of Corvus on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"goodness man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his representative."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few tasks to do today so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a decent young 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 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 phone onto my bed and headed out into the business firm looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to make the plate of crow I had to eat gustatory sensation 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 empty leaving only the meter reading way and the living room to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living room I spotted an arm hanging over the incline of one of the sun loungers out by the consortium. So often for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool deck in the brilliantly sun began to unveil a sight that any 18 yr old young man just absolutely dreams of. LEGS ! And I am not talking about some niggling tight-fitting and scrawny drum joint, I am talking about some bloom time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious stems that improved to a greater extent and more the farther around to the incline I walked ! Immediately I could feel my sum start thumping harder in my chest as more and more of her acrobatic grade was revealed from behind the chair.

Her genu and silky smooth looking thighs were adjacent to come into persuasion as my approach shot unveiled more and more of her like a woman doing a slow comic strip tease. When her hip came into view and the bright yellow chain of her bikini bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut brown tonicity of her tan shank, I thought my philia was going to bound off meter. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to regard, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellow two piece bikini. Instantly my dick went from semi hard to titanium steel. My god she was gorgeous !

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

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

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

She paused for only a minute before a very pleasant smiling came across her face. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that gentle silklike interpreter 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 gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened consistency, drinking in the beautiful vision of this very athletically fit girl. Her still one shot titty appeared firm and attentive as the faint synopsis of her nipples came into view. Her tum was toned and flavourless revealing the telltale mark of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few options for her hidden secret. Either she had a shoot down funnies or she was shaved completely bland. In either case I had the immediate desire to determine out if the chance ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be unshakable. I don't think she has an snow leopard of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her sort out her throat that I realized that she had raised her read/write head and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her fantastic torso."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy grin on her face.

Instantly I felt my brass get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my eyes back up to look at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her centre cut down toward my waist once before her grinning 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 botch was sticking straight out making a very noticeable collapsible shelter in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed aggravation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my hands while pulling my knees in close together. She had definitely got a well look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open."I am so sorry,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a defensive retreat.

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

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick motility I jammed my helping hand down into my pajama 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 upright on the lounger with her feet on either English. Her legs were scatter 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 careen voiceless nipples to stand out notably.

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

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could severalise she was a very soft person. My guesswork is that she had not so much as killed a bingle fly in her whole life. Her whole demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment disappearance away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to observe 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 anticipate"she asked as she took another flying glance down at my boner,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a double-dyed loss and sounding like an idiot. It was time to cut my red 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 doorway swung closed behind me. I know it was probably awry to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the comfort of my own household and recovering from the most awkward site I had ever been in during my whole life ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the house, but also from the brush with Lissa. At least now I would have the prospect to recover from the ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no motivation for my preferent powder magazine this time. I just tossed it onto my heel counter top and took up my position for some instant relief as my hand wrapped around my super firmly essence. Just the one acquit memory board of her sitting with her legs outspread wide apart and I was launching a to the full load into the toilet almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those bright snowy teeth showing at me through that wonderful smile while those green centre twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this lady friend, 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 affair with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minute dreaming about the blonde beaut lying out beside my syndicate when I heard the water turn on in the house. We might go in a three and a one-half million one dollar bill home, but when the water system gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipage in my bathroom clanks a few times.

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

I couldn't move. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the floor and my completely body weighed thousands of Cypriot pound as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very noticeable olfactory perception of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any noetic thought cognitive process that I might ingest had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropical beach.

"Saint 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 left chest and twisting her understructure back and forth a small 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-bodied to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my open bedroom room access with my hand.

She gave a quick tone to her left before her eyes came back up to foregather mine. With a fiddling grin she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking retard !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hall like a real hammerhead. ‘ What in the shtup is wrong with you ? She's just a girl. What's the matter ? Can't you remember any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulse down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom tabulator !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my counter top and freak 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 high-risk is that she would say my Fatherhood ! I'm sure that being a guy he might see my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was certain to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the phonograph recording Word of God. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the scream. But nothing happened. I did not hear a sound, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to be intimate. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few gradation over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my bathroom with the magazine spread to one of the varlet. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to seem at herself. Damn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her point moved back and forth between looking at the mag and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the mag. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the Thomas Nelson Page, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the concluding page she reset the magazine back to the position it was in before she came in to the bath and grabbed up the shampoo nursing bottle. Immediately I jerked my head back and took a few step back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the box of my bedroom door with the shampoo bottle in hand.

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

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

My heart and soul stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a jiffy I was stumbling my way into my bath, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was aright where I had left it, all-encompassing out in the open on the top of my buffet. But there was also a pen sitting right next to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the pageboy. On one particular pageboy the mannequin is sitting on a lounge wearing only blackness high dog, black gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs gap wide spread and is gently cupping both of her breasts upward with a very sultry spirit on her expression. Written in pen in the lower veracious handwriting recession of the page it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive hand writing.

Flipping through a few more Page was a different model wearing a melanise dress on the rubric Page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a tabular array while setting out some wine-coloured glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The short circuit skirt had pulled up enough to show her naked pussy between her spread wooden leg while her breasts hung out from her top over the table. Her heavily nipples are pointing toward a tall bottle of wine on the far side of the board while she looked back at you over her right berm. She had a prissy smile on her face, standardized to Lissa's, but the definite look of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the bottom recess of this varlet it said,"Negro 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 pages later in the Saame pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine-colored nursing bottle. In the can turning point of this page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the pageboy. I flipped through to the succeeding pictorial to find her cursive writing on my favorite picture of the whole rule book. It's a movie of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge chair with her legs spread widely apart. Her legs are bent at the hip bringing her genu up near her chest but her elbows are keeping them spread encompassing undefendable to supply level best exposure to her womanhood. She is completely naked and has two fingers from each of her hands inserted knuckle deep into her puss and she is pulling it wide of the mark open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her neck. The woman looks to be very randy in that her nipples are standing up at good care and the look on her cheek is one of obvious wanton lustfulness. 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 wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the piddle off in her room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my mag was safely tucked away back into its storage home. Once was enough. I definitely did not demand to go through that sort of plethora again.

Taking up a attitude look down across my bed I began playing human race of Warcraft. The sum misdirection might just help me forget about the mornings effect and bring back the sensation of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must let played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's sock cloak foot appear just in the top of my panorama. Looking up made me forget completely about the biz I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous form in front of me. She was wearing a tractor trailer release twain of Saint Matthew's that had numerous gob in the thighs, making her tanned struggle underneath aspect very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug go white jersey which she had tied just below her chest, leaving her fuddled mid-drift exposed while her braless boob stood up proudly with her semitrailer unvoiced mamilla pointing the way.

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

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

"Great !"she said with a grinning before she looked down at her own titty. Seeing her tit standing up she rolled her munition in together toward her front, making her breasts stand up even Thomas More before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulders from side to side a bit.

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

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my door. Her prospicient blonde whisker came to breathe down the midsection of her back as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out presence in five arcminute,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girlfriend this aurora in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first representative, I have wanted to jump off on her and try to have it off a hole all the way through her body and up to the top of her fountainhead. I could only think of what it would finger like to take my hard dick stuffed all the way into this miss, with my balls slammed against her ass and the read/write head of my tool delving into the deepest places of this hot little yummy while a live load of ammunition readied for a blast through a welcoming DoD. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to love her like a play a toy from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Five moment later I stepped out onto the front dance step just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 convertible with the top down and the wireless pumping out some good sounds."Come on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear wheel 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 near ! I raced around to the rider's slope and just jumped in over the door, landing in the seat with a bit of a thump. I just barely got my seatbelt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to do her before the car launched from the front of the house with squealing tires and the loud yowl of the engine."wahoo !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the Alfred Hawthorne toward our main gate at a breakneck focal ratio. Pressing the distant push button in the shopping center console the heavy iron gates at the entree to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible speed toward the dumb 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 rely that my face view mirror lost all of the paint on its outside edge as we rocketed out into the route and out toward the main entrance of the region. I might give had my doubt about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

"I just have it off coming to the promenade,"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 undefendable and allowed her to enter first,"that was very polite of you."

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

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the mall from left to right,"I need to manoeuver up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main 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 looks from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the shopping centre, or maybe because when I did I was always playing games ; in either typeface I noticed that hoi polloi were looking my way while I walked with this hot girl hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video secret plan and poppycock like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big woman's vesture storehouse on the right hand incline of the mall.

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

I thought for just a moment while running the day's events through my heading before I said,"I kind of like black."

Her grin changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischief as her decent brow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her foreland toward the memory."well why don't you have a hindquarters over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a judiciary next to this big planter filled with fake plant,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking mistrust that this was going to read Thomas More than just a few bit. As I sat down on the bench I watched her delicious ass disappear into the memory board 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 promenade with an absolutely gorgeous chick at my side. And what was really nice about the whole thing is she made me finger so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home base screen came on two of my chum approached from my left.

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

I picked up the moniker ‘ rocket'while playing Halo with the guy rope. When in doubt I would beam a rocket down range and just kill everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my dads ’."I didn't know how else to describe Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

"Ya,"chimed in Mark ( a.k.a. Rock )"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 start a biz of anything,"but it's really not that bad."

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

I leaned to my right wing to see Lissa emerging from the shop carrying a small bag in her entrust hand. She was sporting that terrific smiling and heading straight for us as stone and Axe both turned around to calculate at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the substitution 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 judiciary and turned to face them. Neither one of them could let out a password."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to introduce me to your admirer ?"

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

"Axe and rock and roll ?"Lissa repeated with a illustrious bit of doubtfulness in her vocalization."What's the matter ; did you laugh at trouble 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 left field arm over my articulatio humeri behind my head. This put her left tit only inches away from my look. Her tight jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to acquire firmly. I was a bit storm as to how backbreaking she felt as her free weight pressed down onto my ramification. But then again I am no summercater mavin."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouth right by the slope of my head,"I am sure these two youthful men have names other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this item. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all space, and now I was in a really struggle to keep back my growing boo-boo from poking a maw not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left hand on her lap, More out of an attack to get her to strike than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to appear me straight in the face before her justly manus came down to rest directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle squeeze,"Introduce us."

I cleared my pharynx before I re-introduced them."Tony and German mark, this is Lissa C. She is a champion of my dad."

"Oh don't be so meek,"Lissa quickly interjected as she reached out with her script extended toward Tony."I'm Saint David's friend too,"she said as she gently grasp his hired man 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 Mark only to get the same issue. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck and leaned forward. The different Angle caused her weightiness to shift, resulting in her snatch grinding down against my now raging boner.

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

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

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

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

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to come as well,"I said as I looked on the office to get a massive gaming night."Call Grinder, Wedge, Flack, Storm and Blaster and tell them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a noted bit of enthusiasm in her voice."So if you guys will excuse us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some to a greater extent plaza to go and things to do."Axe and Rock both took a step back to allow for Lissa to resist as I quickly did a flash adaption."It was very courteous meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her paw to me."Come on sweetheart, you're not done yet."

In your best opinion, who do you think came out of this opportunity 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 mien of, or Tony and cross, who now stood in the major gangway of the mall with their mouths hanging receptive and the slow reflection on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would have 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 name and address, I got to walk around out in populace with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really commodity birthday.

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

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

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in front of her."I guess that is a trouble for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous unripe eyes."I mean you don't really recognize me that well and it is the number one clip we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll tell you what,"she said as we resumed our paseo toward the shoe fund at a considerably slower footstep."Let me take hold of what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first store,"and we'll go observe a nice quiet property where we can spill the beans. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

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

I stepped over to the judiciary seats next to another big planter of postiche plants and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a extraneous event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would feature been shaking like a long go after cat in a room full of rocking chairs. There was just something about her that made me find at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbow joint resting on my genu and her bag hanging from my digit while Lissa did her thing in the stock. I guess it could hold been speculative ; the bag could have weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would select me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her poppycock as she went from storage to store exercising that most basic of rights granted to all American housewives : the right to charge it to their husband's bang cards. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped scant'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 and the bag fell exposed to one side as the other strap stayed in place, giving me a authorise view of the subject matter. interior was one pair of grim gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt singular as I reached down with my right hand to gather up the fallen strap.

"Are you ready ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly prove my head to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two boxful of shoes.

Immediately the butterflies swarmed up inside me as I quickly closed the bag and stood up to match her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a half startled spirit."As set as I will ever be."Man did that ever vocalize stupid.

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

We sat and chatted for almost an time of day, sipping on a pair of drinks. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my father's place of use. She had met my dad during a field stumble to a science exposé at the civic center two years ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to ensure early enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 languages, and was well on her way to her passe-partout's point in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky smooth vox and pleasant demeanor had me completely spell edge. 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 eternal rest of the world melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her swain ? !

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

End Chapter 1 .