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 gimmick. From my manus held I-Pad to my modish generation 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 intend I should get out more.

Here is a little bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 age old. I was the card child for your techno oddball companionship if there ever was one. I'm 6 groundwork 1 with true brownness hair that I like to keep a piddling bit hanker and I have thick aristocratic center. I might be what you would say is a little skinny but it is not something that I really concern myself with. As long as my riffle work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big household in a gated community. Mom left us a few long time ago saying that she needed something Sir Thomas More than what dad had to offer, so she ran off with her fitness flight simulator and is now out in CA. Dad is an executive with a vast electronics fellowship that makes all of the skillful electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a year before they hit the open market. X-Box, free rein Station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga system of rules I have always had the newest and best gameing system that were usable. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new technical school a long time before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and quieten I have sitting in the menage by myself. I love getting to play anchor ring or some other game without all of the suspension that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the nuance. All the games I could ever want along with the high-pitched pep pill internet for multi-player games, and a big house with my own elbow room to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my ideas of the"sweet life"came to a sudden turn in the road on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

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

birthday are supposed to be a idealistic day. You're supposed to waken up in the morning and find your fellowship doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the delicious olfactory perception draw you out of your reposeful sleep. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the go few eld. I woke to the comrade sights and sounds of my room and an vacuous house. But what should I have expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to work, and with mom having been gone for Thomas More than two years now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my day started this way, so why should my birthday be any dissimilar ?

The floor was a piffling low temperature as my nude feet came to rest on the Italian marble, but the turn trip to the bathroom was requisite to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my deary magazine in the second drawer of the bathroom vanity so my imagery did not give birth to function too hard. A few flips of the pages and a mo or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my load into the toilet. It was backup man, but not satisfying. I longed for a rattling girlfriend, or at to the lowest degree a girl with a somewhat casual attitude about sex. In either case it was not very probably to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The human race of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing World of Warcraft as I walk through the planetary house. It sort of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a castle and I was doing the combat. So in passing through the home there could have 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 foreign smell caught my attention. FOOD ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the recession from the dormitory and stepped into the kitchen only to induce my jaw bead to the floor. Standing in front of the kitchen range, with her cover to me, was this young blonde little girl with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a livid tee shirt, an apron and racy jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking peg. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness of her pelvic arch and articulatio humeri making her looking to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even bettor than the dorsum !

The first thing I noticed were those bright green eyes on the shortened face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her face was Nice and troll but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her mouth was a trivial small, but it quickly turned to the squeamish smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those low stave breasts hiding under her apron. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very solid. Instantly I could feel maitre d'hotel Wood commence to stomach at attention.

"commodity good morning sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a pace in my counselling."happy 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 ballock she was cooking a quick flip.

holy red cent is she gorgeous ! My spirit instantly began pounding at a million mil per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really strong time even speaking due to the sheer beauty that was standing only a few feet away from me. She was the surviving macrocosm of my ultimate fantasy female child with her blonde hair pulled back into one big ponytail, greenish center, svelte gymnastic anatomy and a vox that seemed to drop right out of the empyrean. speak about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a quick look up and down before her regard 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 hilltop as her left hired man issue forth up to perch 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 stay here for a while,"she responded as she scooped the egg 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 plate down on the tabulator in front of the number 1 bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a troubled look on her nerve before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a ramification next to the collection plate,"not a good deal in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely hearable tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an blink of an eye. Just who in the snake pit does she think she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a spyglass from the cupboard. I could not tell if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her project until a methamphetamine hydrochloride of orange succus sat next to the shell. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the fad that was coursing through my veins.

"ejaculate on,"she said as she turned to the range 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 stool. The aroma coming up from my shell smelled heavenly. Two testis over easy with 4 strips of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with toast and orange juice. I looked up just in time to see her looking at me with a big smiling before she quickly turned her head word and continued her clean up.

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

The delightful smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my stomach growl as a reminder that I had not eaten a thing 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 sassing. It was wonderful, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the food with an almost heady abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a matter of second base I was sopping up the residuum of the egg yolks with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a good thing you weren't very athirst,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spotless plate,"I was afraid I was going to feature another dish to wash."She held the shell 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 enthusiasm. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a stranger. And darn, could she ever cook ! I set my ice down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sinkhole."And to answer your question I am here as a guest 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 times from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the nice smiling was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still fooling feeling."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 moon view, standing out proudly from her chest with just the tenuous clue of her teat standing out under the white cotton wool of her T-shirt."Your forefather was nice enough to let me stick around here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the forestage before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some way,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the border of the niche, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the final stage infuriating thing that sunrise,"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 fiddling girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn business firm and this was my shag kitchen ! To have this fiddling prissy tell me that I didn't have any fucking manner 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 get off this little hussy packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my room. I had no estimate where she had gone and I didn't really care, I was going to have her squiffy picayune ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the touch pad I called my dad's office."hullo, this is the office of Kalvin Klaymar,"his repository said,"How may I direct your call ?"

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

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

I was really going to give my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to piece up the speech sound. The fact that some strange girl had just insulted me in my own sign was improbable. Add to it that she was only a node and the solid thing just reeked of a bad set of context set into motion by a bad conclusion. I was going to get this taken precaution of in myopic lodge and set things right.

"Jacques Louis David,"my dad's voice suddenly sounded out as the elevator music abruptly stopped."What's the trouble ?"He actually sounded a bit concerned.

"Who the hell is this young lady I found in the kitchen this cockcrow,"I stated straight from the hip.

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

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

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could hear him pounding away on his keyboard in the screen background as he spoke to me."And what happened to make her say this ?"he asked as his end of the phone was suddenly muted.

"I don't know !"I responded, still thoroughly pissed off at what had happened."She just stormed out of the kitchen and told me I didn't have any personal manner !"

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

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

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

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

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

"It was good."I responded to my male parent's doubtfulness,"really good."

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

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

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

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

"Uh hmm,"my male parent replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really soundly breakfast ’, to use your own words, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the tip that my don was digging at."Well son,"my Father-God 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 upset with you. Whether she was a maidservant or not that was rude on your part…"

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

"But you are properly,"he continued as the typing in the setting came to another precipitous halt,"she should not own said that out tacky. I will have a word with her when I get home."

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

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

I could tell that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit calling card to buy $ 600 worth of junk food and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gaming dark here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a workweek. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his petition. I also know that he will chink with Lissa to stimulate sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to have to eat a bit of crow on my natal day."Yes sir."I responded.

"trade good man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his interpreter."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 Saint David, she really is a nice youth 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 piece 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 house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some nook somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to ready the plateful of Crow I had to eat discernment really bad and I did not look forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to find them both void. The den and the kitchen were also abandon leaving only the reading room and the living room to contain our new Guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the support room I spotted an arm hanging over the position of one of the sun reclining chair out by the pool. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the puddle deck in the bright sun began to reveal a sight that any 18 year old youthful man just absolutely pipe dream of. ramification ! And I am not talking about some picayune tight fitting and skinny drum sticks, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious stems that improved more and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could feel my warmheartedness begin thumping harder in my chest of drawers as more and Sir Thomas More of her athletic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her stifle and silky smoothen looking thighs were next to come into horizon as my approach unveiled Thomas More and more of her like a woman doing a slowly funnies tease. When her hip came into aspect and the bright yellow chain of her bikini bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown tone of her tanned waist, I thought my heart was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the remainder of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her iridescent xanthous two spell bikini. Instantly my peter went from rig hard to titanium steel. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her professorship by her base. I was really hoping she would not notice the vast bulge I now had in my trouser while I stood and waited for her reply.

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

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

She paused for only a consequence before a very pleasant smile came across her side. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that soft silky representative of hers that seemed to menstruate like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dreaming or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened consistency, drinking in the beautiful peck of this very athletically fit young lady. Her smooth round breasts appeared firm and attentive as the faint synopsis of her nipple came into vista. Her stomach was toned and flat revealing the taleteller signs of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini rear end left only a few selection for her hidden secret. Either she had a landing strip or she was shaved completely smooth. In either case I had the immediate desire to find out if the chance ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and stave ; but appearing to be stiff. I don't think she has an ounce of fat on her anywhere.

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

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

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my eye 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 noticeable tent in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed exasperation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my helping hand while pulling my knees in close together. She had definitely got a good look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging heart-to-heart."I am so sorry,"I stammered as I began to gage away from her in a defensive retreat.

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

"That's sluttish for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick motion I jammed my hand down into my pajama bottoms and straightened out the ‘ berth'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 side. Her legs were bed covering 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 titty with her Rock grueling nipples to stand out notably.

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

The way about her was so pleasant and so sort. I could order she was a very gentle person. My supposition is that she had not so very much as killed a single fly in her unanimous life. Her whole demeanour was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to find you out here in a bikini."

"Oh ? ..."she said as she looked down at herself then out and around at the pond."And just what did you expect"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 complete loss and sounding like an idiot. It was fourth dimension to cut my deprivation while I still had some lordliness."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

"But David…"I heard her say just before the terrace door swung closed behind me. I know it was probably incorrect 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 dwelling house and recovering from the most blockade site I had ever been in during my whole life ! She would just birth to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my breast not only from the run through the house, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would take in the chance to regain from the trial by ordeal at the consortium. But man, WHAT A consistency ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine this time. I just tossed it onto my counter top and took up my military position for some heartbeat relief as my deal wrapped around my super gruelling gist. Just the one clear memory of her sitting with her legs spread wide apart and I was launching a good load into the john almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the cap with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those shining Stanford White teeth showing at me through that grand smile while those special K optic twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this girl, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in front of her with a business leader Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the issue with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde beauty lying out beside my pool when I heard the water turn on in the household. We might live in a three and a half million one dollar bill home, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one piping in my toilet clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my principal out my room access and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest bedchamber immediately to my right where the door was just slightly overt. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my doorway and took the few steps necessary to abuse over to the open doorway. As I approached the spread out door the strait of the cascade running in the Edgar Albert Guest bathroom 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 borrow yours ?"

I couldn't move. I mean it felt like my fundament were glued to the floor and my whole body weighed thousands of pounds as I stood frozen in billet while staring at her. The very noticeable scent of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any rational mentation operation that I might take in had while replacing them with sight of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropic beach.

"St. David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the consequence. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left breast and twisting her foundation 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 to get out before I stepped to the incline and gestured toward my outdoors bedroom door with my hand.

She gave a agile expression to her left before her centre came back up to meet mine. With a little smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my subject door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking cretin !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real dumbass. ‘ What in the fuck is wrong with you ? She's just a girl. What's the matter ? Can't you remember any fucking English language ?'I was giving myself a exhaustive round down when I suddenly remembered that my pet magazine was on my bathroom counter !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that clip on my counter top and gross out out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be bad is that she would tell my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might understand my having the magazine. But the ass chew I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the disc books. I stood quietly and just waited to try the scream. But zero happened. I did not hear a sound, and Lissa did not come back good away either. I had to have it away. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few pace over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my retort in my bathroom with the magazine open air to one of the Page. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. damn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her head moved back and forth between looking at the magazine and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the powder store. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the varlet, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the last page she reset the magazine back to the position it was in before she came in to the lavatory and grabbed up the shampoo bottleful. Immediately I jerked my principal back and took a few steps back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the turning point 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 route 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 rightfield and looked at me over her right shoulder."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one step to vanish through her door.

My spunk stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a flash I was stumbling my way into my bathroom, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right where I had left it, extensive out in the open on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting right next to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the pages. On one specific page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high dog, Shirley Temple Black gartered thigh senior high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs spread wide open and is gently cupping both of her bosom upward with a very sultry facial expression on her face. Written in pen in the lower right mitt niche of the page it said"Negroid bounder"in beautiful longhand deal writing.

Flipping through a few more pageboy was a unlike simulation wearing a black attire on the claim Thomas Nelson Page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine-colored glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The short dame had pulled up enough to demonstrate her naked pussy between her spread head legs while her chest hung out from her top over the table. Her punishing nipples are pointing toward a marvellous bottle of wine-colored on the far side of the tabular array while she looked back at you over her right hand shoulder. She had a courteous smiling on her face, exchangeable to Lissa's, but the definite look of a char wanting to be ravaged. On the posterior corner of this page it said,"Black dress ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beat generation a few varlet later in the same pictorial where the char was squatting down on the wine-coloured bottle. In the tooshie niche 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 powder magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some gossip on some of the pages. I flipped through to the following pictorial to chance her running hand composition on my favorite picture of the all book. It's a picture of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge chair with her ramification spread wide apart. Her legs are bent at the hip bringing her genu up near her dresser but her elbows are keeping them spread wide loose to provide uttermost picture to her womanhood. She is completely nude and has two fingers from each of her hands enter knuckle deep into her pussy and she is pulling it wide unfastened, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very steamy in that her nipples are standing up at full attention and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the bottom corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few Sir Thomas More of the Sir Frederick Handley Page I heard the organ pipe clash in the rampart, indicating that Lissa had turned the body of water off in her elbow room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my cartridge holder was safely tucked away back into its memory position. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that sort of embarrassment again.

Taking up a post face down across my bed I began playing creation of Warcraft. The add together distraction might just help me forget about the mornings events and land back the sensation of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown sportsmanlike out of my day. I must own played for about 5 instant when I saw Lissa's sock clad understructure appear just in the top of my prospect. Looking up made me forget completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the mythic form in front of me. She was wearing a semi loose brace of Levi's that had numerous hole in the thigh, making her tanned shin underneath flavor very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug equip flannel T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her close mid-drift exposed while her braless breasts stood up proudly with her semi hard nipples pointing the way.

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

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

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own breast. Seeing her teat standing up she rolled her arms in together toward her straw man, making her breasts stand up even Thomas More before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her articulatio humeri from side to side a bit.

I was beginning to possess another issuing with Captain wood as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

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

Here it is I had just met this girl this cockcrow in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first representative, I have wanted to jump on her and try to roll in the hay a hole all the way through her soundbox and up to the top of her chief. I could only retrieve of what it would experience like to have my hard dick stuffed all the way into this girl, with my Lucille Ball slammed against her ass and the headland of my tool delving into the deepest places of this hot little yummy while a live encumbrance of ammo readied for a blast through a welcoming defence reaction. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to fuck her like a play a toy from the here and now I laid centre on her.

pentad minutes later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a wild blue yonder BMW Z4 transformable with the top down and the radiocommunication pumping out some good sounds."semen on,"she said as she shifted the car into power train and gave the locomotive 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 proficient ! I raced around to the rider's side and just jumped in over the room access, 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 fortune to resolve her before the car launched from the front end of the firm with squealing tires and the forte hollering of the railway locomotive."strawberry bush !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the Hill toward our main gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the remote button in the center console the heavy atomic number 26 gates at the entrance to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"bent on,"Lissa said as she floored the accelerator, propelling us at incredible speed toward the slow up 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 Swedish mile per hour. I would swear that my position view mirror lost all of the paint on its outside bound as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the chief entrance of the neck of the woods. I might have had my uncertainty about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

"I just have sex 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 grinning as I pulled the doorway open and allowed her to enter first,"that was very civilized of you."

It did lay down me feel a picayune different knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really excuse what it is but it just made me palpate different, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to overtake up to her before she laced her left arm around my right elbow and placed her hand on my forearm. Now I did finger different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the center from left to right,"I need to head up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main intersection ahead of us to the left."Lead the way big man,"she said as she looked up at me before pulling herself up tight against my arm.

I don't know if it was because of the way we were walking or the fact that she was hanging on to my arm, but I noticed immediately that we were drawing a lot of expression from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the center, or maybe because when I did I was always playing secret plan ; in either case I noticed that the great unwashed were looking my way while I walked with this hot lady friend 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 TV game and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big fair sex's clothing store on the right mitt side of the mall.

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

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

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of maleficence as her mighty 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 bench next to this big planter filled with fake plants,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my scoop and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspicion that this was going to rent to a greater extent than just a few second. As I sat down on the bench I watched her pleasant-tasting ass disappear into the store while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the mall with an absolutely gorgeous bird at my side. And what was really gracious about the unhurt thing is she made me feel so at rest. Right when my I-pad booted up and the abode concealment came on two of my sidekick approached from my left.

"Yo, arugula,"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 byname ‘ rocket'while playing Halo with the bozo. When in dubiety I would commit a garden rocket down scope and just obscure everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a booster of my papa ’."I didn't know how else to report Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

"Ya,"chimed in fool ( a.k.a. rock 'n' roll )"I'd be grindin'on some major chuck and blastin'away at home if I were you dude."

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

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of matter,"Yo buster, major sister alert."he said as he looked toward the computer storage that Lissa had disappeared into."Check her out."

I leaned to my right to see Lissa emerging from the stock carrying a little bag in her left handwriting. She was sporting that terrific grinning and heading straight person for us as rock music and Axe both turned around to appear at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the permutation 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 bozo,"she said with a super cheery vox as she stepped right up to the bench and turned to face them. Neither one of them could verbalise a tidings."Saint David,"she said as she set the bag on the terrace next to me,"are you going to preface me to your acquaintance ?"

"Oh…yea,"I said as I first pointed to Tony and then bull's eye."This is Axe and Rock."

"Axe and rock-and-roll ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of head in her voice."What's the issue ; did you guys upset 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 arm over my berm behind my head. This put her leftfield breast only inches away from my face. Her tight dungaree covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to grow hard. I was a bit surprise as to how heavy she felt as her weight pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no summercater asterisk."St. David,"she said almost in a whispering with her rima oris right by the side of my headspring,"I am sure these two youth men have name former than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even think of my own public figure at this detail. Lissa had sat down in the unfit of all places, and now I was in a real battle to keep my growing boner from poking a hollow not only through my bloomers, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left mitt on her lap, more out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to appear me straight in the boldness before her right 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 friend of my dad."

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

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

She then repeated the motion to scratch only to get the same solvent. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck opening and leaned forward. The different Angle caused her weight unit to budge, resulting in her pussy grinding down against my now raging boner.

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

"I'm just doing some shopping for Jacques Louis David's birthday,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a lilliputian as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my flub sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my adept not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her mouth down right side by side to my ear."Why don't you ask these two Guy to come in over this eve for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and Forth on my raging erection."I'm for certain it will be ok with your dad."

"My house, 7 o'clock,"I quickly responded while I brought my right 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 office 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 place to have a monumental play Nox."Call Grinder, hoagy, flack catcher, Storm and blaster and tell them about it. Be at my star sign at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a take note bit of enthusiasm in her voice."So if you guys will apologise us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some Sir Thomas More places to go and thing to do."Axe and Rock both took a footmark back to tolerate Lissa to stand as I quickly did a flash lamp accommodation."It was very dainty meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your sound sentiment, who do you suppose came out of this chance meeting with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging concentrated boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly trunk I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and brand, who now stood in the major gangway of the mall with their sassing hanging subject and the dumbest manifestation on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would hold to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and woolgather while Lissa and I headed off to our next address, I got to walk around out in populace with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really near birthday.

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

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

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

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

"I'll assure you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the shoe store at a considerably slower pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the number one store,"and we'll go detect a skillful placidity place where we can talk. 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 lively pace.

I stepped over to the bench prat next to another big planter of fake plants and sat down. The scene of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would sustain been no way. I would have been shaking like a long trail cat in a room full moon of rocking chairman. There was just something about her that made me feel at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my cubitus resting on my knee joint and her bag suspension from my digit while Lissa did her affair in the store. I guess it could give been spoiled ; the bag could have weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would take me shopping with her. I would wind up carrying all of her stuff as she went from store to stack away exercising that nigh BASIC of rights granted to all American housewives : the right field to charge it to their husband's mission cards. ‘ At least Lissa shopped alight'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the spins one of the shoulder strap slipped off my finger and the bag fell surface to one side as the other strap stayed in property, giving me a sack up view of the mental object. inside was one duet of grim gartered stockings in size of it diminished. Immediately I felt curious as I reached down with my good hand to garner up the fallen strap.

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

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

Lissa just gave a quick little coup d'oeil down at the bag before she started off toward the food court with me tagging along right on beside her. Whatever it was that she had in judgement it was now coming to a brain. And as she slid into the bench buns of the table the only thought that kept coming to beware was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an time of day, sipping on a twain of drinking. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my father's place of employment. She had met my dad during a sphere trip to a scientific discipline exposé at the civic eye two eld ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to secure ahead of time enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 linguistic process, and was well on her way to her passkey's degree in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky smooth interpreter and pleasant conduct had me completely spell bound. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can understand why I was now a toast. Just to gaze into her green optic and see her grinning made the relaxation of the earthly concern melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two Chicago in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bags in total, the walkway back to the car was the longest component part of the whole trip. But I was already flavor different. I opened both of the doorway 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 bagful for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .