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



So, I'm a techno geek. But in this day and age who isn't right ? I guess you could call me a striver to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic device. From my paw held I-Pad to my latest coevals X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my want of mixer 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 retrieve I should get out more.

Here is a piffling bit about me. My gens is Saint David and I am 18 long time old. I was the notice fry for your techno geek lodge if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with unbent brown hair that I like to preserve a little bit foresightful and I have deep profane eyes. I might be what you would say is a little skinny but it is not something that I really headache myself with. As long as my thumbs work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big sign of the zodiac in a gated residential district. Mom left us a few yr 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 Calif.. Dad is an executive with a Brobdingnagian electronics ship's company that makes all of the nice electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation gimmick almost a year before they hit the open market. X-Box, gaming station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga scheme I have always had the newest and best gameing arrangement that were uncommitted. My Quaker love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long time before it hits the streets. I just like the pacification and quiet I have sitting in the sign of the zodiac by myself. I love getting to play gloriole or some former game without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the specter. All the secret plan I could ever want along with the high speed internet for multi-player secret plan, and a big house with my own rooms to mess around in and a fully stocked electric refrigerator. But my ideas of the"sugared life"came to a sudden act in the route on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

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

Birthdays are supposed to be a thou day. You're supposed to stir up up in the morning and find your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the delicious smells draw you out of your restful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the last few years. I woke to the familiar sight and sounds of my room and an evacuate home. But what should I have expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to work, and with mom having been gone for more than two years now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my days started this way, so why should my birthday be any unlike ?

The story was a piffling cold as my scanty feet came to lie on the Italian marble, but the routine stumble to the can was necessary to first draw out one out so I could then pee. I had my preferred cartridge clip in the second drawer of the lav self-love so my imagination did not have to work too heavy. A few toss of the pages and a minute or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my warhead into the privy. It was assuagement, but not satisfying. I longed for a substantial girlfriend, or at least a little girl with a somewhat free-and-easy attitude about sex. In either causa it was not very potential to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The world of cyberspace gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing reality of Warcraft as I walk through the house. It kind of made me think that I was walking through the virtual worldly concern of a castle and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the house there could feature been an elephant standing in the living room and I probably would not have seen it. But my nozzle still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a unusual olfactory modality caught my attention. FOOD ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the box from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to stimulate my jaw drop to the storey. Standing in front man of the stove, with her rachis to me, was this young blonde young lady with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever desire for. She was wearing a gabardine jersey, an forestage and blue dungaree drawers that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking legs. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth rotundity of her pelvis and shoulders making her look to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the kitchen range and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the story she quickly spun around. My gosh, the forepart looked even beneficial than the back !

The first matter I noticed were those brilliantly Green oculus on the weakened face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 year old and about 5 substructure 5 inches tall. Her font was nice and round but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim down. Her mouth was a little small, but it quickly turned to the decent smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small rhythm breasts hiding under her apron. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could find master Wood begin to stand at attention.

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

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

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

Holy red cent is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million naut mi per hour as I looked at her in incredulity. I was having a really surd clip even speaking due to the right-down lulu that was standing only a few pes away from me. She was the living conception of my ultimate fancy young woman with her blonde pilus pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, melt off athletic figure and a vocalisation that seemed to cut down right out of the Eden. Talk about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a flying looking at up and down before her gaze stopped at my face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a little bit of a fray to her forehead as her go forth deal come up to lie on her hip.

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

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

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

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a troubled aspect on her cheek before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a crotch next to the plate,"not a lot in the way of mode,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the piece of ass was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an inst. Just who in the hell does she opine she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an heartbeat before she turned to get a glass from the cupboard. I could not tell if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her task until a field glass of orange juice sat next to the plate. But it seemed like she was unmindful to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

"seminal fluid on,"she said as she turned to the stove to lead off cleaning up,"Eat before your food 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 odor coming up from my plate smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easygoing with 4 funnies of bacon that appeared to be cooked to idol, with toast and orange juice. I looked up just in time to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her header and continued her clean up.

"Is this some kind of antic ?"I asked as I picked up the crotch and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the fond yellow centerfield to course out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most of import meal of the day,"she responded with her back still turned to me while she continued her cleaning of the kitchen."You should never decamp 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 belly growling as a reminder that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her back still turned to me before I scooped up one of the bollock and shoveled it into my mouth. It was terrific, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the food with an almost heedless unconstraint, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the Lapplander clip. In just a matter of sec I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolks with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a full thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spic-and-span home base,"I was afraid I was going to ingest another sweetheart to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice smiling on her face.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as much exuberance. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a unknown. And hoot, could she ever cook ! I set my looking glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the swallow hole."And to do your inquiry I am here as a invitee of your father."she responded while scrubbing the crustal plate and then glass in the sink.

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

When she spun around the courteous smiling was not on her case, having been replaced by a rather unplayful but still chance look."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the apron."I am just a house guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breasts came into full view, standing out proudly from her bureau with just the thin hint of her teat standing out under the white cotton fiber of her T-shirt."Your father was nice enough to let me stay here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counterpunch."At to the lowest degree he has some mode,"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 survey, she said the final stage infuriate affair that dayspring,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the fuck did this little girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn star sign and this was my fucking kitchen ! To have this little prissy tell me that I didn't have any fucking manners when she was clearly in the wrongfulness was unbelievable !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to visit 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 thought where she had gone and I didn't really care, I was going to have her tight piffling ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the refer pad I called my dad's office."howdy, this is the role of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I organise your claim ?"

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

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

I was really going to break my dad an ear fully, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the phone. The fact that some strange girl had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a Edgar Guest and the all thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into apparent motion by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken care of in short orderliness and set things right.

"David,"my dad's representative suddenly sounded out as the elevator medicine 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 probability to uphold."That's Lissa C. She's going to be staying with us for a while so I want you to be polite."

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

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the background knowledge as he spoke to me."And what happened to wee 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 for thought,"I told him.

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

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

There was a suspension from my dad before he spoke again. In the background I could find out him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any salutary ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my father's inquiry,"really good."

"I see,"my begetter answered as the typing in the background signal stopped."Did you recount her thank you ?"

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

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

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

"Uh hmm,"my Father-God replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really good breakfast ’, to use your own wrangle, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the tip that my father was digging at."Well son,"my father continued as the typing in the setting stepped up to a fevered stride,"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 mightily,"he continued as the typing in the background came to another abrupt halt,"she should not have said that out loud. I will have a parole with her when I get home."

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

"In the lag,"my father stated with a rather salutary amount of sternness to his interpreter,"You go and tell that young lady thank you for the meal. Do you show me ?"

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means patronage. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit card to buy $ 600 Worth of junk nutrient and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gaming Nox here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a hebdomad. So I knew my sire was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will discipline with Lissa to make for sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to ingest to eat a bit of bragging on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"trade 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 gentleman's gentleman David, she really is a nice 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 headphone 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 get to the plateful of crow I had to eat taste perception really bad and I did not search forward to this at all. I looked into the two node rooms we have to find them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also empty leaving only the reading way and the support room to hold back our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living room I spotted an arm dangling over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the puddle. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool deck in the hopeful sun began to unveil a sight that any 18 year old Danton True Young man just absolutely dreams of. LEGS ! And I am not talking about some little cheeseparing and scrawny brake drum sticks, I am talking about some prime sentence, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious theme that improved More and more the farther around to the English I walked ! Immediately I could feel my heart start thumping harder in my thorax as More and more of her acrobatic signifier was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knee and silky still looking thigh were adjacent to add up into perspective as my feeler unveiled to a greater extent and more of her like a woman doing a retard strip ribbing. When her hip came into purview and the bright yellowness bowed stringed instrument of her two-piece bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut brown tone of her tanned shank, I thought my essence was going to skip pulsation. In a microsecond the balance of her delectable eubstance came in to catch, revealing those mythic B sized tit cupped under the matching top of her opaline yellow two piece bikini. Instantly my dick went from semi hard to titanium brand. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chair by her base. I was really hoping she would not point out the huge hump 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 form of answer."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stage in front of a k people as I looked down at the scantily clad knockout in movement of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this sunup. It was really good."

She paused for only a moment before a very pleasant grin came across her facial expression. Opening her rightfulness eye as well she responded back with that easygoing slick part of hers that seemed to run like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a pipe dream or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful spate of this very athletically fit lady friend. Her unruffled unit of ammunition chest appeared firm and attentive as the deliquium lineation of her nipples came into opinion. Her stomach was toned and flat revealing the taleteller signs of a well-cared for six gang. The French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few options for her hidden arcanum. Either she had a bring strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either case I had the immediate desire to find out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those second joint. Smooth and rung ; 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 throat that I realized that she had raised her nous and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her fantastic body."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy grin on her face.

Instantly I felt my font get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my optic back up to search at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her eyes cut down toward my waist once before her grin got even bigger and her teat stood up really hard.

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my boner was sticking straight out making a very obtrusive collapsible shelter in my pyjama behind. There was absolutely no way to hide out it."Oh my god !"I gasped in abash exasperation as I tried to address my raging boner with my hands while pulling my knee joint in close together. She had definitely got a soundly look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open."I am so sad,"I stammered as I began to bet on away from her in a defensive retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky shine 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 move I jammed my hired 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 animal foot on either English. 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 boob with her rock'n'roll firmly mammilla to stand out notably.

"You're the right way,"she responded with one supercilium raised,"it is tardily for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could tell she was a very gentle soul. My surmisal is that she had not so practically as killed a single fly in her unscathed life story. Her whole conduct was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment slicing away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to find you out here in a bikini."

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

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a utter loss and sounding like an cretin. It was time to cut my losses while I still had some dignity."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

"But David…"I heard her say just before the patio door swung closed behind me. I know it was probably wrongfulness to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the puff of my own menage and recovering from the most embarrassing situation 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 nub was pounding in my thorax not only from the run through the business firm, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would sustain the luck to convalesce from the ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A dead body ! ! There was no need for my favorite clip this prison term. I just tossed it onto my counter top and took up my place for some second embossment as my hand wrapped around my top-notch punishing meat. Just the one clear memory of her sitting with her legs facing pages widely apart and I was launching a full load into the toilet almost instantly. My good was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those bright white teeth showing at me through that marvelous grinning 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 nominal head of her with a Martin Luther King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the matter with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde beauty lying out beside my pond when I heard the water supply bout on in the planetary house. We might live in a three and a one-half million clam nursing home, but when the water system gets turned on anywhere in the menage 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 haphazardness coming from the guest bedroom immediately to my right where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my doorway and took the few dance step necessary to step over to the open door. As I approached the open air door the phone of the shower running in the client bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the room access when it suddenly swung outdoors 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 borrow yours ?"

I couldn't move. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the base and my unit trunk weighed one thousand of Sudanese pound as I stood frozen in home while staring at her. The very detectable olfactory perception of cocoanut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any intellectual view unconscious process that I might suffer had while replacing them with visual modality of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropic beach.

"Saint David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the consequence. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left breast and twisting her foot back and forth a little 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 exposed bedroom door with my hand.

She gave a quick facial expression to her left before her eyes came back up to take on mine. With a niggling smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my capable door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking moron !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a veridical blockhead. ‘ What in the fuck is improper with you ? She's just a young lady. What's the thing ? Can't you remember any fucking English people ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulse down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom replication !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my return top and freak out in a immense 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 understand my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the disk record. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the thigh-slapper. But cipher happened. I did not hear a audio, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to live. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few whole tone over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my can with the mag exposed to one of the Page. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to attend at herself. Damn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her head moved back and Forth River between looking at the magazine and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the cartridge holder. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the Page, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the last page she reset the magazine publisher back to the position it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo bottleful. Immediately I jerked my promontory back and took a few steps back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the quoin of my sleeping room door with the shampoo feeding bottle in hand.

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

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

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a ostentation I was stumbling my way into my bath, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right where I had left it, wide out in the open on the top of my return. But there was also a pen sitting mightily future to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the Page. On one particular page the role model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black highschool heels, black gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs spread wide open and is gently cupping both of her titty upward with a very sultry expression on her face. Written in pen in the low right paw quoin of the varlet it said"Shirley Temple dog"in beautiful longhand hand writing.

Flipping through a few Thomas More Thomas Nelson Page was a different poser wearing a inkiness dress on the championship page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a tabular array while setting out some wine glasses with her ass pointed at the television camera. The short-change chick had pulled up enough to show her au naturel pussy between her banquet legs while her tit hung out from her top over the table. Her punishing nipples are pointing toward a tall bottle of wine on the far English of the board while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a courteous smile on her boldness, similar to Lissa's, but the definite face of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the bottom corner of this page it said,"Negro Dress ”. If I had thought that my kernel had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few pages later in the same pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine bottle. In the bottom recession of this Page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my adult cartridge and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the Page. I flipped through to the next pictorial to find her cursive script writing on my favorite picture of the unhurt Word of God. It's a word picture of a blond woman leaning back in a couch president with her pegleg bedcover wide apart. Her stage are bent at the hip bringing her human knee up near her chest of drawers but her elbows are keeping them bedspread wide spread out to provide maximum photo to her muliebrity. She is completely naked and has two digit from each of her hands tuck knuckle deep into her puss and she is pulling it wide clear, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her uterine cervix. The woman looks to be very hornlike in that her nipples are standing up at full moon tending and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the tail end corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few more of the Thomas Nelson Page I heard the organ pipe clank in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the water off in her room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my cartridge clip was safely tucked away back into its memory board situation. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that variety of embarrassment again.

Taking up a stead facial expression down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The summate distraction might just help oneself me blank out about the mornings events and bring back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must induce played for about 5 transactions when I saw Lissa's sock clad feet appear just in the top of my view. Looking up made me draw a blank completely about the biz I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous manikin in front of me. She was wearing a semi informal dyad of Levi's that had numerous holes in the thighs, making her bronzed skin underneath flavour very appetizing. Again she had donned a close-fitting suit white T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless boob stood up proudly with her semitrailer 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 blame up a few affair at the depot. Do you take care going with me ?"

She smelled fantastic !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my centre remained put away on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own breasts. Seeing her nipples standing up she rolled her implements of war in together toward her forepart, making her chest stand up even More before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her articulatio humeri from slope to side a bit.

I was beginning to own another result with police captain woodwind as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smiling before she spun around and started toward my room access. Her retentive blonde hair came to repose down the centre of her vertebral column as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this forenoon in my kitchen. And yet, from that very low gear case, I have wanted to jump off on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her consistency and up to the top of her head teacher. I could only think of what it would experience like to take in my hard dick stuffed all the way into this girl, with my balls slammed against her ass and the mind of my dick delving into the thick place of this hot little yummy while a live load of ammunition readied for a eruption through a welcoming defense. Let's be true here, I wanted to bang her like a play a toy from the moment I laid optic on her.

Five minutes later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 translatable with the top down and the radio receiver pumping out some good audio."ejaculate on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the locomotive engine a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather lousy, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot chick ! How could it get any better ! I raced around to the passenger's side of meat 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 resolve her before the car launched from the figurehead of the house with squealing tires and the loud bellowing of the engine."Acanthocybium solandri !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out flashy as we wound our way down the Benny Hill toward our primary gate at a breakneck focal ratio. Pressing the outback clitoris in the center console the leaden iron Bill Gates at the entering to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"bent on,"Lissa said as she floored the gun, propelling us at incredible swiftness toward the obtuse moving roadblock."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The logic gate had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 miles per minute. I would swear that my side position mirror lost all of the rouge on its outside border as we rocketed out into the route and out toward the primary entrance of the neighborhood. I might take in had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

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

It did make me feel a little unlike knowing that I had opened the threshold for her. I can't really explain what it is but it just made me feel unlike, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to catch up to her before she laced her left arm around my right elbow and placed her hired hand on my forearm. Now I did feel 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 main overlap ahead of us to the left."Lead the way big man,"she said as she looked up at me before pulling herself up tight against my arm.

I don't know if it was because of the way we were walking or the fact that she was hanging on to my arm, but I noticed immediately that we were drawing a lot of looks from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the plaza, or maybe because when I did I was always playing games ; in either event I noticed that multitude were looking my way while I walked with this hot girlfriend hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video biz and clobber like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's vesture memory board on the decent helping hand face of the mall.

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

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

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of devilry as her veracious eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her head toward the store."Well why don't you have a seat over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a terrace next to this big plantation owner filled with fake industrial plant,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspicion that this was going to withdraw more than just a few bit. As I sat down on the bench I watched her delightful ass disappear into the store while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the shopping mall with an absolutely gorgeous chick at my side. And what was really prissy about the entirely thing is she made me experience so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the place silver 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 ‘ arugula'while playing Halo with the guy wire. When in uncertainty I would send a arugula down grasp and just obliterate everything. So the soubriquet was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a acquaintance of my dad ’."I didn't have sex how else to line 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 shit for your old man."

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

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

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of matter,"Yo fellow, John Major babe alert."he said as he looked toward the storage that Lissa had disappeared into."balk her out."

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

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

"Hi guys,"she said with a super cheery phonation as she stepped right up to the judiciary and turned to confront them. Neither one of them could utter a word."David,"she said as she set the bag on the workbench next to me,"are you going to usher in me to your Quaker ?"

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

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a notable bit of question in her voice."What's the subject ; did you guys knock over your parents when you were young or something ?"Lissa didn't wait for a response before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulder joint behind my head. This put her leftfield breast only inches away from my nerve. Her pie-eyed dungaree covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to turn hard. I was a bit surprised as to how heavy she felt as her weight unit pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no sport star."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her oral fissure right by the side of my head,"I am sure these two young men have names other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this point. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all places, and now I was in a real struggle to hold open my growing boner from poking a hole not only through my pant, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my remaining deal on her lap, more out of an attack to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to look me straight in the look before her right field hand 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 throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and Mark, this is Lissa C. She is a booster of my dad."

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

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

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

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

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

"My sign, 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 let a situation right here and now.

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

"Maybe you guys can get the gang to make out as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to have a massive gaming night."telephone call Grinder, wedge heel, Flack, Storm and blaster and tell them about it. Be at my menage at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a note bit of enthusiasm in her voice."So if you guys will exempt us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more places to go and things to do."Axe and Rock both took a step back to earmark Lissa to put up as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very courteous meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."cum on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your best opinion, who do you intend came out of this chance merging with the most difficultness ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly eubstance I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the Major aisle of the plaza with their mouth hanging give and the dumbest expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would make to fall in this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our next destination, I got to walk around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really thoroughly birthday.

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

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

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

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

"I'll secernate you what,"she said as we resumed our manner of walking toward the shoe memory at a considerably slower yard."Let me catch what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the get-go depot,"and we'll go obtain a nice quieten plaza where we can blab. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

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

I stepped over to the Bench seats next to another big planter of fake plants and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a strange consequence 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 hot seat. There was just something about her that made me experience at rest, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbow joint resting on my knees and her bag wall hanging from my fingers while Lissa did her thing in the storage. I guess it could hold been unfit ; the bag could have weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would get me shopping with her. I would roll up carrying all of her hooey as she went from memory board to hive away exercising that most basic of rightfulness granted to all American language homemaker : the rightfulness to charge it to their husband's billing plug-in. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the spins one of the strap slipped off my digit and the bag fell open to one side as the other shoulder strap stayed in spot, giving me a clear view of the substance. inside was one pair of black gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt good story as I reached down with my justly hand to gather up the fallen strap.

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

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

Lissa just gave a warm little glance down at the bag before she started off toward the solid food court with me tagging along redress beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a foreland. And as she slid into the bench keister of the table the only mentation that kept coming to mind was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

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 work. She had met my dad during a field trip to a scientific discipline exposé at the civic nitty-gritty two years ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to secure early enrolment in college. She could already verbalize 3 languages, and was well on her way to her master's degree in communications.

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

The remaining two arrest in the mall were just a fuzz as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four suitcase in total, the pass back to the car was the longest part of the altogether trip. But I was already opinion different. I opened both of the doors for her at the promenade exit. And it was not until she opened the bole of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her udder for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the bole lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .