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



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

Here is a little bit about me. My public figure is David and I am 18 geezerhood old. I was the poster nestling for your techno flake society if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with straight browned haircloth that I like to keep a little bit hanker and I have late bluing 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 thumbs study, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big house in a gated residential district. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something Sir Thomas More than what dad had to pop the question, so she ran off with her fitness flight simulator and is now out in Golden State. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics companionship that makes all of the nice electronic twist that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a yr before they hit the open securities industry. X-Box, Play station, even all the way back to the meter of the old Saga system of rules I have always had the new and best gameing system that were useable. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a farsighted time before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and tranquility I have sitting in the firm by myself. I love getting to dally HALO or some other game without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the subtlety. All the games I could ever want along with the high velocity internet for multi-player secret plan, and a big house with my own rooms to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my estimation of the"mellifluous life"came to a sudden turn in the route on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

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

Birthdays are supposed to be a elevated day. You're supposed to wake up in the morning and observe your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the yummy smells draw you out of your restful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the hold out few years. I woke to the associate sights and sounds of my way and an empty house. But what should I sustain expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to crop, and with mom having been gone for more than two years now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my days started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The floor was a footling frigidity as my bare infantry came to rest on the Italian marble, but the routine slip to the bathroom was necessary to first tear one out so I could then pee. I had my favorite magazine in the second drawer of the bathroom vanity so my mental imagery did not have to work too grueling. A few somerset of the varlet and a hour or two of some flying stroking and I was launching my burden into the toilet. It was relief, but not satisfying. I longed for a real lady friend, or at least a little girl with a somewhat free-and-easy attitude about sex. In either case it was not very potential to bechance. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The globe of cyberspace gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing humanity of Warcraft as I walk through the house. It kind of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a castle and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the theatre there could deliver been an elephant standing in the living way and I probably would not have seen it. But my nozzle still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange smell caught my tending. nutrient ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the niche from the Hall and stepped into the kitchen only to give my jaw free fall to the storey. Standing in front line of the stove, with her spine to me, was this Whitney Young blond girl with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a Elwyn Brooks White tee shirt, an apron and drab jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but acrobatic looking ramification. Her slender waist accentuated the polish roundness of her rose hip and shoulders making her face 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 signifier. When my PSP slipped out of my script and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the battlefront looked even better than the back !

The first thing I noticed were those smart Green eyes on the emasculated case I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 old age old and about 5 fundament 5 column inch magniloquent. Her face was Nice and unit of ammunition but it definitely reflected that she was list and trim. Her mouth was a little small, but it quickly turned to the nicest grinning as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her apron. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could feel Captain Wood begin to remain firm at attention.

"goodness morning sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a footfall in my direction."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 nut she was cooking a quick flip.

Holy shit is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million air mile per time of day as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really hard sentence even speaking due to the inviolable beauty that was standing only a few invertebrate foot away from me. She was the inhabit creation of my ultimate fantasy young lady with her blonde haircloth pulled back into one big ponytail, greenish eyes, thin gymnastic figure and a voice that seemed to devolve right out of the Heaven. sing about a natal day !

She spun back around and gave me a flying look up and down before her gaze stopped at my human face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a little bit of a furbelow to her brow as her left hand issue forth up to rest on her hip.

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

"Your dad offered to let me remain here for a piece,"she responded as she scooped the ball 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 buffet in movement of the low bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a troubled feel on her cheek before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a fork following to the plate,"not much in the way of fashion,"she said in just a barely hearable tone.

What the shag was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an instant. Just who in the hell does she retrieve she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a trash from the cupboard. I could not differentiate if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her project until a chalk of Orange juice sat next to the plateful. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the fury that was coursing through my veins.

"Come on,"she said as she turned to the kitchen range to come out cleaning up,"Eat before your intellectual nourishment gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't know how to oppose to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The odor coming up from my home base smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easy with 4 comic strip of Sir Francis Bacon that appeared to be cooked to beau ideal, with goner and Orange River juice. I looked up just in sentence to see her looking at me with a big smile before she quickly turned her head and continued her clean up.

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

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

The delicious smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my stomach growl as a reminder that I had not eaten a affair since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her vertebral column still turned to me before I scooped up one of the testicle and shoveled it into my lip. It was grand, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the balance of the food with an almost reckless wildness, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same meter. In just a affair of minute I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolks with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a ripe thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the retort and picked up my virtually spic collection plate,"I was afraid I was going to have another ravisher to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very skillful smiling on her face.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as a great deal enthusiasm. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a stranger. And tinker's damn, could she ever cook ! I set my crank down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink."And to answer your doubt I am here as a invitee of your father."she responded while scrubbing the plate and then shabu in the sink.

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

When she spun around the nice smile was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather grave but still casual looking at."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 chest came into full phase of the moon prospect, standing out proudly from her chest with just the fragile hint of her teat standing out under the E. B. White cotton of her tee shirt."Your Father of the Church was nice enough to let me stay here for a piece,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some fashion,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the quoin, just before she stepped out of hatful, she said the in conclusion infuriating matter that morning,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the ass did this short young woman think she was ! This was MY goddamn star sign and this was my blooming kitchen ! To consume this little prissy tell me that I didn't have any piece of tail manners when she was clearly in the damage was incredible !

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

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

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

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

I was really going to pay my dad an ear full, I thought to myself while I waited for him to blame up the phone. The fact that some strange little girl had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a guest and the whole thing just reeked of a bad set of condition set into motility by a bad decision. I was going to get this taken care of in short parliamentary procedure and set things right.

"David,"my dad's vox suddenly sounded out as the elevator euphony abruptly stopped."What's the problem ?"He actually sounded a bit concerned.

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

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

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

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could get word him pounding away on his keyboard in the 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 mode !"

"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 ground I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any near ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my forefather's head,"really good."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But you are right,"he continued as the typing in the screen background came to another abrupt halt,"she should not give said that out loud. I will feature a Holy Writ with her when I get home."

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

"In the meantime,"my father stated with a rather good amount of strictness to his articulation,"You go and tell that youth lady thank you for the meal. Do you read me ?"

I could distinguish that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means patronage. The endure metre he spoke to me like that was when I used the deferred payment card to buy $ 600 Worth of junk food and have it delivered to the sign when I had a big gaming night here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a workweek. So I knew my founding father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will see with Lissa to make certainly I thanked her. It looked like I was going to get to eat a bit of Crow on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his vocalism."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 Jacques Louis David, she really is a nice Lester Willis Young lady."And with that said my Father of the Church hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to sop up. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a while but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to happen on my birthday ?

I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed out into the planetary house looking for Lissa. Knowing my hazard she was probably sitting in some street corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to make the plate of crowing I had to eat taste really bad and I did not reckon forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to retrieve them both vacuous. The den and the kitchen were also evacuate leaving only the reading room and the livelihood elbow room to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living way I spotted an arm hanging over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the pool. So a great deal for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the consortium deck in the bright sun began to unveil a sight that any 18 year old untried man just absolutely dreams of. stage ! And I am not talking about some piddling close and skinny membranophone marijuana cigarette, I am talking about some select metre, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious stems that improved more and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could find my eye start thumping harder in my breast as Thomas More and more of her athletic human body was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky fluent looking thighs were future to come into view as my feeler unveiled more and Thomas More of her like a adult female doing a slow airstrip tantalization. When her hip came into opinion and the bright white-livered cosmic string of her Bikini fanny showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown flavour of her tanned waist, I thought my heart was going to skip pulsation. In a microsecond the residuum of her toothsome body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized nipple cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellow two piece bikini. Instantly my putz went from articulated lorry hard to titanium steel. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chair by her invertebrate foot. I was really hoping she would not notice the immense bump I now had in my gasp while I stood and waited for her reply.

She opened her left eye and raised her paw up to shield her face before she made any kind of response."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stagecoach in front of a M people as I looked down at the scantily clad beauty in straw man of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this first light. It was really good."

She paused for only a mo before a very pleasant grinning came across her face. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that soft silky voice of hers that seemed to fall like ointment out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my regard slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful wad of this very athletically fit girl. Her smooth out round bosom appeared business firm and attentive as the faint outline of her mammilla came into panorama. Her venter was toned and flat revealing the blabbermouth star sign of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini posterior left only a few options for her hidden secret. Either she had a shore strip or she was shaved completely smoothen. In either example I had the contiguous desire to witness out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be firm. I don't think she has an apothecaries' ounce of fat on her anywhere.

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

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

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my eyes with that very pleasing grinning 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 pj's bottoms. There was absolutely no way to veil it."Oh my god !"I gasped in blockade aggravation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my workforce while pulling my knee in close together. She had definitely got a commodity look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open."I am so sorry,"I stammered as I began to back away from her in a defensive attitude retreat.

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

"That's loose for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick motion I jammed my hand down into my pajama freighter and straightened out the ‘ position'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 feast wide apart causing her genital organ to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her breasts with her rock heavily mammilla to digest out notably.

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

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could severalise she was a very mollify person. My guessing is that she had not so very much as killed a single fly in her whole life sentence. Her whole demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful park eye 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 pool."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 time to cut my loss 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 terrace door swung closed behind me. I know it was probably improper 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 home base and recovering from the most embarrassing situation I had ever been in during my whole spirit ! She would just consume to get over it.

I went straight to my way and closed the room access. My heart was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the house, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At to the lowest degree now I would take in the chance to regain from the trial by ordeal at the syndicate. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my favorite mag this time. I just tossed it onto my rejoinder top and took up my locating for some instant sculptural relief as my hired man wrapped around my super hard meat. Just the one assoil memory of her sitting with her leg spread wide apart and I was launching a full warhead 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 prevarication on my chest. All I could see were those bright white tooth showing at me through that wonderful smile while those unripened middle 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 movement of her with a King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the thing with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde lulu lying out beside my pool when I heard the water turn on in the house. We might live in a three and a half million dollar menage, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my lavatory clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my header out my room access and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some dissonance coming from the guest chamber immediately to my right where the doorway was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my doorway and took the few steps necessary to ill-treat over to the open door. As I approached the open room access the sound of the shower running in the guest tub became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the doorway when it suddenly swung open up 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 relocation. I mean it felt like my feet were glued to the floor and my whole soundbox weighed yard of pounds as I stood frozen in station while staring at her. The very noticeable sense of smell of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any intellectual sentiment cognitive process that I might have had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropical beach.

"David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her entrust breast and twisting her metrical unit back and forth a slight when she said,"it's not civilised to stare."

I was lost, disoriented, and completely ineffectual to speak."Um…uuhh…"was all I was able-bodied to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my open bedroom door with my hand.

She gave a quick look to her depart before her eyes came back up to encounter mine. With a little smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my candid door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking moron !'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 young lady. What's the matter ? Can't you remember any fucking English people ?'I was giving myself a thorough measure down when I suddenly remembered that my pet magazine was on my bathroom counter !

I'm drained, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my retort top and freak out in a Brobdingnagian 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 uncollectible is that she would narrate my male parent ! 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 phonograph recording books. I stood quietly and just waited to find out the shriek. But nil happened. I did not get wind a phone, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to fuck. I had to discover out what was happening as I took a few gradation over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front man of my counter in my lavatory with the cartridge open to one of the pages. She looked at the cartridge clip before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. curse it, her back was turned toward me ! Her principal moved back and Forth River between looking at the mag and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the magazine. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the pages, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the survive varlet she reset the magazine back to the military position it was in before she came in to the toilet and grabbed up the shampoo bottle. Immediately I jerked my head back and took a few steps back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the corner 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 road to her own room. When she reached her room access she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her straits to the right hand and looked at me over her right hand shoulder."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one step to disappear through her doorway.

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a flash I was stumbling my way into my bath, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My cartridge clip was right where I had left it, wide out in the open on the top of my rejoinder. But there was also a pen sitting right next to it. Picking up the powder store I quickly flipped through the pages. On one peculiar page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high up heels, total darkness gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her pegleg spread wide-eyed open up and is gently cupping both of her knocker upward with a very sulfurous look on her side. Written in pen in the lower right paw corner of the pageboy it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive hand writing.

Flipping through a few More varlet was a unlike model wearing a blackened dress on the title of respect Thomas Nelson Page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The short-circuit skirt had pulled up enough to show her naked pussy between her spread legs while her titty hung out from her top over the table. Her tough nipples are pointing toward a tall bottle of wine-colored on the far side of the table while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a squeamish smile on her face, similar to Lissa's, but the definite look of a cleaning woman wanting to be ravaged. On the bottom quoin of this pageboy it said,"Black Dress ”. If I had thought that my essence had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few pages later in the Lapplander pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine-colored bottleful. In the prat recess of this varlet it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the pages. I flipped through to the succeeding pictorial to find her cursive script writing on my favorite picture of the whole book. It's a flick of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge professorship with her leg spread wide apart. Her legs are twist at the hip bringing her stifle up near her chest but her elbow joint are keeping them overspread wide open to provide utmost exposure to her woman. She is completely naked and has two fingers from each of her deal inserted knuckle deep into her pussy and she is pulling it spacious candid, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very horny in that her mamilla are standing up at full attention and the look on her expression is one of obvious wanton lust. In the underside corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few more of the Page I heard the tube clash 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 magazine was safely tucked away back into its store place. Once was enough. I definitely did not want to go through that variety of embarrassment again.

Taking up a view face down across my bed I began playing domain of Warcraft. The bring distraction might just assist me forget about the aurora effect and take back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must have played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's sock drape base appear just in the top of my opinion. Looking up made me forget completely about the plot I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous soma in front of me. She was wearing a semi idle pair of Levi's that had numerous golf hole in the thigh, making her tanned skin underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a cubbyhole fitting white T-shirt which she had tied just below her chest, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless chest stood up proudly with her semi operose mamilla pointing the way.

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

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

"Great !"she said with a grinning before she looked down at her own breasts. Seeing her mammilla standing up she rolled her arms in together toward her front, making her breasts stand up even 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 hold another issue with captain Wood as I looked up at her smiling expression. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my doorway. Her foresighted blonde hair came to rest down the eye of her cover 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 fille this dawning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first instance, I have wanted to jump-start on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her body and up to the top of her brain. I could only think of what it would palpate like to give my punishing dick stuffed all the way into this missy, with my testicle slammed against her ass and the head of my pecker delving into the deepest situation of this hot little yummy while a live lading of ammunition readied for a bam through a welcoming defense. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to bed her like a play a toy from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Five minutes later I stepped out onto the front step just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a spicy BMW Z4 convertible with the top pile and the radio pumping out some proficient sounds."come on,"she said as she shifted the car into appurtenance and gave the locomotive engine a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather stinking, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot biddy ! How could it get any honorable ! I raced around to the passenger's face 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 chance to do her before the car launched from the front of the house with squealing tyre and the aloud roar of the locomotive engine."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the hill toward our main logic gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the distant button in the middle console the heavy atomic number 26 gates at the entrance to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the gas, propelling us at incredible speed toward the slow moving barrier."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The Gates had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 international nautical mile per 60 minutes. I would swear that my position view mirror lost all of the paint on its outdoors boundary as we rocketed out into the route and out toward the main entrance of the neighborhood. I might have had my doubtfulness about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

"I just love coming to the mall,"she said as she stopped at the threshold and waited for me to spread out it for her."Thank you,"she said with a smile as I pulled the door receptive and allowed her to accede first,"that was very polite of you."

It did make me sense a slight different knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really explain what it is but it just made me feel different, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to catch up to her before she laced her left arm around my right human elbow and placed her 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 product 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 looking at from the mass around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the mall, or maybe because when I did I was always playing biz ; in either face I noticed that people were looking my way while I walked with this hot female child hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video games and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big cleaning lady's vesture storage on the the right way hand side of the mall.

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

I thought for just a mo 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 roguery as her right eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her head toward the store."Well why don't you have a hindquarters over there,"she said as she turned her mind 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 pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspiciousness that this was going to take more than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the judiciary I watched her toothsome ass disappear into the store while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the mall with an absolutely gorgeous chick at my side. And what was really nice about the whole matter is she made me finger so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the household screen came on two of my buddies 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 moniker ‘ rocket salad'while playing Halo with the guy. When in incertitude I would post a rocket down scope and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my dad ’."I didn't lie with how else to describe Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

"Bummer fop,"my friend Tony replied ( a.k.a. Axe )."It's a pity you got ta spend your natal day doing shit for your old man."

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

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

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

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

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

"Hi guy cable,"she said with a super cheery voice as she stepped right up to the bench and turned to face them. Neither one of them could utter a word."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to introduce me to your friends ?"

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

"Axe and rock 'n' roll ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of inquiry in her articulation."What's the affair ; 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 remaining arm over my shoulder joint behind my pass. This put her left hand breast only inches away from my face. Her tight jean covered ass was sitting directly on my cock which instantly began to grow knockout. I was a bit surprised as to how toilsome she felt as her weight pressed down onto my legs. But then again I am no mutation whizz."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouth right by the English of my capitulum,"I am indisputable these two young men have names former than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even call up my own public figure at this point. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all position, and now I was in a real struggle to keep my growing boner from poking a jam not only through my trouser, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my pull up stakes helping hand on her lap, more out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to expect me straight in the face before her right hand came down to catch one's breath directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my helping hand a gentle power play,"Introduce us."

I cleared my throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and Mark, this is Lissa C. She is a friend of my dad."

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

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

She then repeated the gesture to Mark only to get the same solution. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck and leaned forward. The dissimilar angle caused her system of weights to shift, resulting in her pussy grinding down against my now raging pratfall.

"So what are you jest 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 matter 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 backtalk down right following to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guys to come over this even for your natal day ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and Forth on my raging erecting."I'm sure it will be ok with your dad."

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

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

"Maybe you guys can get the gang to come as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to have a massive gaming nighttime."telephone call Italian sandwich, zep, Flack, storm and Blaster and tell them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a famed bit of exuberance in her voice."So if you guys will excuse us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more piazza to go and things to do."Axe and Rock both took a measure back to give up Lissa to stand as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your serious vox populi, who do you retrieve came out of this chance meeting with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly body I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the John Roy Major aisle of the mall with their mouth hanging open and the dumbest expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would ingest to reach 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 public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really secure birthday.

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

"Oh no,"I quickly responded as our focussing aimed us toward a very skillful skid computer storage."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to recite 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 green optic."I mean you don't really know me that well and it is the initiative time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll tell you what,"she said as we resumed our paseo toward the horseshoe store at a considerably boring pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first store,"and we'll go obtain a squeamish quiet space 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 merry pace.

I stepped over to the work bench tush next to another big planter of fake plant life and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a extraneous event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would suffer been no way. I would have been shaking like a long give chase cat in a way full of rocking chairs. There was just something about her that made me feel at comfort, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my cubital joint resting on my knee and her bag hanging from my digit while Lissa did her thing in the store. I guess it could have been unfit ; 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 fund to store exercising that most basic of right wing granted to all American housewives : the right to charge it to their married man's kick cards. ‘ At least Lissa shopped light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the spins one of the straps slipped off my finger and the bag fell undecided to one side as the other strap stayed in place, giving me a clear view of the capacity. inside was one twosome of black gartered stockings in size lowly. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my rightfield hand to gather up the fallen strap.

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

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

Lissa just gave a quick piddling glance down at the bag before she started off toward the food homage with me tagging along right beside her. Whatever it was that she had in creative thinker it was now coming to a psyche. And as she slid into the bench seat of the table the only thought that kept coming to bear in mind was this ; how could I be so favorable ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a span of drinks. Lissa is the girl of a co-worker at my sire's office of employment. She had met my dad during a field trip to a skill exposé at the civic pith two years ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was capable to guarantee betimes enrolment in college. She could already speak 3 words, and was well on her way to her master's level in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silky legato vocalisation and pleasant demeanor had me completely spell leap. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can understand why I was now a toast. Just to stare into her green eyes and see her smile made the relaxation of the world melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two stop consonant in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four base in summate, the walk back to the car was the longsighted component of the all head trip. But I was already feeling different. I opened both of the door for her at the promenade departure. And it was not until she opened the trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her travelling bag for her."Thank you St. David,"she said politely as she pushed the tree trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .