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



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

Here is a little bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 age old. I was the bill sticker baby for your techno flake society if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with directly browned tomentum that I like to save a piddling bit farsighted and I have deep bluing middle. I might be what you would say is a lilliputian skinny but it is not something that I really business concern myself with. As long as my leaf work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big home in a gated community. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to offer, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive director with a immense electronics company that makes all of the gracious electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation twist almost a year before they hit the capable marketplace. X-Box, looseness Station, even all the way back to the metre of the old Saga systems I have always had the newest and best gameing scheme that were available. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new technical school a long sentence before it hits the streets. I just like the public security and quiet I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to play HALO or some other plot without all of the interruption that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the shade. All the game I could ever want along with the high upper cyberspace for multi-player biz, and a big house with my own room to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my approximation 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 lofty day. You're supposed to wake up in the sunrise and find your syndicate doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the scrumptious flavour draw you out of your reposeful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the last few years. I woke to the familiar sights and sound of my way and an empty house. But what should I stimulate expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to operate, 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 daylight started this way, so why should my birthday be any different ?

The trading floor was a piddling cold as my bare feet came to catch one's breath on the Italian marble, but the routine trip to the lavatory was essential to first draw one out so I could then pee. I had my preferent cartridge holder in the second drawer of the bathroom conceit so my imagery did not have got to work too knockout. A few flips of the pages and a minute or two of some immobile stroking and I was launching my warhead into the toilet. It was backup, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girl, or at to the lowest degree a lady friend with a somewhat occasional attitude about sex. In either case it was not very likely to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my manus. The universe of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing human beings of Warcraft as I walk through the menage. 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 house there could deliver been an elephant standing in the life room and I probably would not cause seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a foreign olfactory sensation caught my aid. food ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the vestibule and stepped into the kitchen only to receive my jaw drop to the floor. Standing in front line of the stove, with her back to me, was this young blonde miss with the most consummate ass that any guy could ever trust for. She was wearing a ovalbumin T-shirt, an apron and blue jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking legs. Her slender shank accentuated the smooth roundness of her hips and shoulders making her look to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the range and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hired hand and fell to the flooring she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front end looked even better than the back !

The for the first time matter I noticed were those bright green optic on the cutest side I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 metrical unit 5 inches tall. Her font was nice and cycle but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her mouth was a footling diminished, but it quickly turned to the nicest smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those pocket-size one shot breasts hiding under her apron. I could not narrate how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could feel police chief wood start to stand at attention.

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

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

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

holy doodly-squat is she gorgeous ! My tenderness instantly began pounding at a million miles per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really tough time even speaking due to the infrangible beauty that was standing only a few groundwork away from me. She was the living creative activity of my ultimate fantasy girlfriend with her blond hair pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, slenderize athletic figure and a voice that seemed to drop right out of the heavens. babble about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a quick looking up and down before her gaze stopped at my face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a picayune bit of a ruffle to her brow as her get out handwriting occur up to remain on her hip.

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

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

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

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a trouble looking at on her aspect before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a branching next to the plateful,"not lots in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my theatre ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an split second. Just who in the hell does she suppose she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a drinking glass from the cupboard. I could not distinguish if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her task until a glass of orange juice sat next to the plate. But it seemed like she was unmindful to the craze that was coursing through my veins.

"cum on,"she said as she turned to the stove to depart cleaning up,"Eat before your solid 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 commode. The aroma coming up from my plate smelled heavenly. Two nut over easy with 4 strip of bacon that appeared to be cooked to beau ideal, with toast and Orange River succus. I looked up just in time 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 put-on ?"I asked as I picked up the crotch and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the tender yellowness nitty-gritty to flow out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most significant 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 to see if I was eating.

The delicious sense of smell coming up from my plateful 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 oral cavity. It was fantastic, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the relaxation of the food with an almost reckless wildness, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a matter of seconds I was sopping up the rest of the egg yolk with my pledge when I heard her speak again.

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

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as much enthusiasm. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a alien. And damn, could she ever cook ! I set my looking glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink."And to answer your query I am here as a guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the plate and then glass in the sink.

"What,"I said as I looked her up and down a few Sir Thomas More multiplication from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the gracious smiling was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual look."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her shank and untied the forestage."I am just a sign of the zodiac guest."As she pulled the forestage off those beautiful breasts came into full moon view, standing out proudly from her chest of drawers with just the flimsy hint of her nipples standing out under the Patrick Victor Martindale White cotton of her jersey."Your Padre was nice enough to let me stay here for a while,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At to the lowest degree he has some way,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the corner, just before she stepped out of stack, she said the net incense affair that morning,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the piece of ass did this little girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn business firm and this was my have sex kitchen ! To receive this slight prissy tell me that I didn't have any nooky manners when she was clearly in the legal injury was incredible !

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

Pounding on the touch pad I called my dad's federal agency."Hello, this is the bureau 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 speak with my father."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"She was cooking some intellectual nourishment,"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 desktop I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any good ?"he finally asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"Uh hmm,"my father replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really adept 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 stop that my father was digging at."Well son,"my beginner continued as the typing in the background signal stepped up to a fevered footstep,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit upset with you. Whether she was a maid or not that was rude on your part…"

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

"But you are properly,"he continued as the typing in the background came to another abrupt freeze,"she should not cause said that out tatty. I will have a word with her when I get home."

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

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

I could evidence that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business. The conclusion time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit card to buy $ 600 worth of junk food and have it delivered to the house when I had a big gaming night here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my Church Father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will check off with Lissa to make 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.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of self-assurance in his voice."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 young lady."And with that said my male parent hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to suck. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a patch but I had to give thanks her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to chance on my birthday ?

I tossed my headphone onto my bed and headed out into the planetary house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck 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 crow I had to eat taste really bad and I did not look forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to retrieve them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also void leaving only the recitation way and the living way to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living elbow room I spotted an arm hanging over the face of one of the sun dillydallier out by the pocket billiards. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool deck in the shining sun began to reveal a sight that any 18 twelvemonth old young man just absolutely dream of. leg ! And I am not talking about some little boney and scrawny drum spliff, I am talking about some choice time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delightful stems that improved more and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could finger my heart startle thumping harder in my dresser as more and more of her acrobatic var. was revealed from behind the chair.

Her stifle and silky smooth looking thighs were future to come into thought as my approach unveiled more than and more of her like a woman doing a slow strip tease. When her hip came into prospect and the shining chickenhearted strand of her bikini undersurface showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown tone of her tanned shank, I thought my pith was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellow two piece bikini. Instantly my dick went from rig tough to titanium blade. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her death chair by her substructure. I was really hoping she would not notice the huge 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 harbor her human face before she made any kind of reply."Yes David."

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

She paused for only a instant before a very pleasant grinning came across her face. Opening her right field eye as well she responded back with that easy silken voice of hers that seemed to run like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened torso, drinking in the beautiful mountain of this very athletically fit girl. Her still beat breasts appeared firm and attentive as the faint outline of her nipples came into view. Her stomach was toned and matted revealing the telltale foretoken of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few pick for her hidden secret. Either she had a landing strip or she was shaved completely shine. In either grammatical case I had the prompt desire to notice out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be steadfast. I don't think she has an ounce of fat on her anywhere.

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

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

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my bloomer was sticking straight out making a very detectable collapsible shelter in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in stymie exasperation as I tried to hide my raging boner with my hands while pulling my knees in close together. She had definitely got a good look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my oral fissure hanging overt."I am so sorry,"I stammered as I began to endorse away from her in a justificative retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that slick smooth interpreter as she raised herself up on to her elbows."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick move I jammed my hand down into my pajama backside and straightened out the ‘ post'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 metrical unit on either side. Her legs were disperse all-embracing apart causing her crotch to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her boob with her rock music hard mamilla to suffer out notably.

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

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could tell she was a very gentle person. My surmise is that she had not so much as killed a ace fly in her entirely life. Her whole demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful green eyes I felt all of my wrath and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able-bodied 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 gestate"she asked as she took another quick glance down at my flub,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a accomplished deprivation and sounding like an moron. It was sentence to cut my deprivation 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 room access swung closed behind me. I know it was probably wrong to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the ease of my own home and recovering from the most embarrassing place I had ever been in during my entirely biography ! She would just throw to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My heart was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the theatre, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would induce the fortune to recoup from the ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A torso ! ! There was no need for my favorite powder magazine this metre. I just tossed it onto my comeback top and took up my military position for some instant moderation as my hand wrapped around my tiptop hard meat. Just the one gain memory of her sitting with her stage outspread wide apart and I was launching a wide warhead into the lav almost instantly. My good was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those promising blanched teeth showing at me through that wonderful smile while those green 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 King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the subject with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde knockout lying out beside my puddle when I heard the water bout on in the household. We might be in a three and a one-half million dollar home, but when the water gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and stuck my head out my door and into the hall to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the client bedroom immediately to my right where the door was just slightly open. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my door and took the few steps necessary to step over to the unresolved door. As I approached the open threshold the sound of the shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung undefended and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

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

I couldn't move. I mean it felt like my ft were glued to the storey and my all body weighed thousands of hammer as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very detectable look of cocoanut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any intellectual thought process that I might take in had while replacing them with imagination of screwing this gorgeous young lady'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 rapier of her towel by her left boob and twisting her foot back and forth a small when she said,"it's not cultivated to stare."

I was lost, disoriented, and completely unable to address."Um…uuhh…"was all I was able to get out before I stepped to the side and gestured toward my open sleeping accommodation threshold with my hand.

She gave a quick look to her left before her eye came back up to meet mine. With a little grinning she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my overt door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking idiot !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real dumbass. ‘ What in the screwing is wrongfulness with you ? She's just a girl. What's the matter ? Can't you think of any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulse down when I suddenly remembered that my favourite magazine was on my bathroom counter !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that cartridge on my comeback top and freak out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be worse is that she would narrate my Father-God ! 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 record book Holy Scripture. I stood quietly and just waited to try the scream. But cipher happened. I did not hear a sound, and Lissa did not come back good away either. I had to know. I had to recover out what was happening as I took a few whole tone over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my bathroom with the clip out-of-doors to one of the pageboy. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. curse it, her back was turned toward me ! Her chief 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 magazine. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the pages, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the last page she reset the magazine back to the berth it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo bottle. Immediately I jerked my promontory back and took a few footprint 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 route to her own way. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her head to the right wing and looked at me over her good articulatio humeri."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one footmark to disappear through her threshold.

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a fanfare 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, wide out in the open on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting right hand following to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the page. On one finical page the exemplar is sitting on a sofa wearing only disgraceful heights heels, ignominious gartered thigh gamey stockings and a bow tie. She has her branch spread wide out-of-doors and is gently cupping both of her chest upward with a very sultry looking on her expression. Written in pen in the lower justly manus corner of the page it said"Black Heels"in beautiful cursive hand writing.

Flipping through a few more pages was a different model wearing a Shirley Temple attire on the title Thomas Nelson Page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine shabu with her ass pointed at the camera. The short skirt had pulled up enough to demonstrate her naked kitty between her counterpane legs while her breasts hung out from her top over the mesa. Her hard nipples are pointing toward a marvelous bottle of wine on the far side of the table while she looked back at you over her right on shoulder. She had a nice smile on her font, alike to Lissa's, but the definite smell of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the backside corner of this page it said,"Black garb ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beatnik a few page later in the same pictorial where the cleaning lady was squatting down on the wine-coloured nursing bottle. In the prat recession of this Page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some scuttlebutt on some of the pages. I flipped through to the next pictorial to find her running hand piece of writing on my pet photo of the whole book. It's a delineation of a blonde charwoman leaning back in a lounge chairwoman with her legs spread wide apart. Her ramification are bent at the hip bringing her knees up near her pectus but her elbow are keeping them pass around encompassing open air to allow for maximum exposure to her womanhood. She is completely au naturel and has two fingers from each of her hands inserted knuckle trench into her pussy and she is pulling it wide open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her neck. The womanhood looks to be very corneous in that her pap are standing up at full tending and the expression on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the nates corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to interchange through a few more of the pageboy I heard the pipe clang in the paries, indicating that Lissa had turned the water supply off in her elbow room. Not wanting a repetition of the superfluity that I was already feeling my cartridge holder was safely tucked away back into its storage place. Once was enough. I definitely did not postulate to go through that variety of embarrassment again.

Taking up a position face down across my bed I began playing earth of Warcraft. The added distraction might just help oneself me bury about the mornings result and bring back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must deliver played for about 5 minute when I saw Lissa's sock clad feet 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 mythic phase in front end of me. She was wearing a semi loose twosome of Levi's that had legion cakehole in the thighs, making her suntanned cutis underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a cozy fit out white T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her stiff mid-drift exposed while her braless bosom 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 plaza for a bit and clean up a few things at the store. Do you mind going with me ?"

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

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own boob. Seeing her nipples standing up she rolled her arm in together toward her forepart, making her breasts stand up even Sir Thomas More before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulders from English to side a bit.

I was beginning to induce another issuing with master woods as I looked up at her smiling font. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a grin before she spun around and started toward my door. Her long blonde hair came to reside down the heart of her back as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five mo,"she said just before she left the elbow room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this morning in my kitchen. And yet, from that very foremost representative, I have wanted to pass over on her and try to fuck a yap all the way through her body and up to the top of her head. I could only think of what it would feel like to birth my hard dick stuffed all the way into this girl, with my bollock slammed against her ass and the head of my cock delving into the abstruse property of this hot little yummy while a live incumbrance of ammo readied for a blast through a welcoming defense lawyers. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to bonk her like a play a toy from the moment I laid eyes on her.

Five minutes later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 convertible with the top down and the wireless pumping out some beneficial sounds."seed on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the railway locomotive 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 chick ! How could it get any better ! I raced around to the passenger's side of meat and just jumped in over the door, landing in the behind with a bit of a thud. I just barely got my seat belt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to answer her before the car launched from the front of the house with squealing tire and the forte roar of the engine."Acanthocybium solandri !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out loud as we wound our way down the hill toward our primary logic gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the removed button in the center console the threatening iron Bill Gates at the incoming to the private road began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the particle accelerator, 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 naut mi per hour. I would blaspheme that my side sentiment mirror lost all of the paint on its out-of-door sharpness as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the master 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 mall 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 shopping center at my side.

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

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

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the shopping mall from left to right,"I need to head up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main intersection point ahead of us to the left field."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 people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the mall, or maybe because when I did I was always playing biz ; in either lawsuit I noticed that multitude were looking my way while I walked with this hot female child hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video secret plan and material like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's wearable store on the powerful hand side of the mall.

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

I thought for just a moment while running the day's effect through my brain before I said,"I form of like black."

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of shenanigan as her right eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her caput toward the store."well why don't you have a posterior over there,"she said as she turned her head back around. Pointing to a bench next to this big planter filled with fake flora,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my sack and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspicion that this was going to take more than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the workbench I watched her delicious 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 unhurt thing is she made me feel so at comfort. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home base screen came on two of my crony approached from my left.

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

I picked up the sobriquet ‘ rocket'while playing Halo with the guys. When in dubiety I would send a rocket engine down stove and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a acquaintance of my pop ’."I didn't know how else to draw Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

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

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

Just then Axe broke in to the midsection of things,"Yo beau, major infant alert."he said as he looked toward the storage that Lissa had disappeared into."Check her out."

I leaned to my right to see Lissa emerging from the fund carrying a small bag in her left over hired man. She was sporting that terrific smiling and heading heterosexual for us as rock'n'roll and Axe both turned around to see at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the replacement to my I-pad off and tucked it back into my pocket,"That's my dad's friend."

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

"Hi guys,"she said with a super cheery voice as she stepped right up to the judiciary and turned to face up 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 scratch."This is Axe and Rock."

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of question in her representative."What's the matter ; did you guy bowl over your parents when you were untested or something ?"Lissa didn't waiting for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her odd arm over my berm behind my headspring. This put her left breast only inches away from my font. Her miserly jean covered ass was sitting directly on my shaft which instantly began to originate punishing. I was a bit surprise as to how heavy she felt as her weight pressed down onto my leg. But then again I am no play star."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouthpiece rightfield by the face of my chief,"I am sure these two young men have figure former than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this point. Lissa had sat down in the high-risk of all shoes, and now I was in a real battle to keep open my growing boner from poking a yap not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my go out hand on her lap, Thomas More out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to look me straight in the face before her veracious 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 crisscross, 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 impart it a little shake."Hi, I'm Lissa C."

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

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

"So what are you cat 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 niggling as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my best not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her rima oris down right future to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guys to come over this eventide for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and Forth on my raging erecting."I'm sure 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 get a spot right here and now.

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

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to fall as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to have a massive gambling night."shout submarine sandwich, Wedge, Flack, Storm and blaster and evidence them about it. Be at my business firm at 7."

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

In your scoop opinion, who do you reckon came out of this chance confluence with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard boo-boo being pressed up in to the most heavenly eubstance I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the John R. Major aisle of the mall with their mouths hanging give and the dense facial expression on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would have to pay this one a tie. But as to where they could only learn and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our future finish, I got to walk around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really unspoiled birthday.

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

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

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in nominal head of her."I guess that is a problem for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous green middle."I mean you don't really have it away me that well and it is the first time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll tell you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the shoe depot at a considerably sluggish pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first shop,"and we'll go find a skillful quiet 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 tonic pace.

I stepped over to the bench keister next to another big planter of phony plants and sat down. The prospect of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign issue to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would let been no way. I would have been shaking like a long tailed cat in a room replete of rocking chairs. There was just something about her that made me feel at relaxation, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbows resting on my knees and her bag hanging from my finger's breadth while Lissa did her affair in the store. I guess it could have been tough ; the bag could induce 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 entrepot to lay in exercising that most basic of rights granted to all American language lady of the house : the rightfulness to charge it to their husband's charge cards. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped light'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the tailspin one of the straps slipped off my fingerbreadth and the bag fell unfastened to one side of meat as the other shoulder strap stayed in place, giving me a shed light on view of the table of contents. Inside was one twain of black gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my right bridge player to cumulate up the fallen strap.

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

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

Lissa just gave a quick footling glance down at the bag before she started off toward the food motor hotel with me tagging along right field beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a read/write head. 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 lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a twain of boozing. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my founding father's place of engagement. She had met my dad during a field head trip to a science exposé at the civic gist two years ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to secure ahead of time enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 speech, and was well on her way to her master copy's level in communications.

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

The remaining two occlusive in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bags in entire, the walk back to the car was the long office of the whole trip. But I was already finger different. I opened both of the doors for her at the mall exit. And it was not until she opened the automobile trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the trunk lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .