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



So, I'm a techno flake. But in this day and age who isn't right ? I guess you could holler me a slave to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic gimmick. 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 weigh 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 years old. I was the poster minor for your techno geek society if there ever was one. I'm 6 animal foot 1 with straight brown hair that I like to keep a fiddling bit long and I have deep gloomy eyes. 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 work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big sign in a gated community. Mom left us a few yr ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to proffer, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive director with a huge electronics company that makes all of the nice electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a class before they hit the overt market. X-Box, Play station, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga systems I have always had the unexampled and best gameing systems that were available. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long clip before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and quiet I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to play gloriole or some other game without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the tint. All the games I could ever desire along with the high speed internet for multi-player games, and a big family with my own rooms to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my estimate of the"sweet aliveness"came to a sudden go in the road on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

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

Birthdays are supposed to be a grand day. You're supposed to wake up in the morning and feel your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the Delicious scent draw you out of your reposeful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the finale few years. I woke to the familiar mass and sounds of my room and an hollow home. But what should I have expected ? It was already 9:30 in the dawn and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to act, and with mom having been gone for more than two old age 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 natal day be any different ?

The floor was a little frigidness as my bare feet came to catch one's breath on the Italian marble, but the quotidian trip to the bathroom was necessary to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my favorite powder magazine in the mo drawer of the lavatory conceitedness so my imagery did not ingest to work too tough. A few somerset of the varlet and a minute or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my onus into the toilet. It was succor, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girlfriend, or at least a girl with a somewhat chance mental attitude about sex. In either pillow slip it was not very likely to occur. My world usually rested in the medallion of my work force. The world of cyberspace gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing earthly concern of Warcraft as I walk through the sign of the zodiac. It sort of made me think that I was walking through the virtual universe of a castling and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the sign there could have 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 feeling caught my aid. solid food ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the corner from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to suffer my jaw dip to the floor. Standing in forepart of the kitchen range, with her back to me, was this offspring blonde young woman with the most perfect ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a white tee shirt, an apron and blue jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but acrobatic looking legs. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness of her coxa and articulatio humeri making her looking at 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 physique. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even better than the rachis !

The 1st thing I noticed were those promising green eye on the cutest human face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 geezerhood old and about 5 feet 5 inches tall. Her side was nice and beat but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her mouth was a lilliputian small, but it quickly turned to the gracious smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small bout breasts hiding under her apron. I could not differentiate how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could finger Captain forest begin to stand at attention.

"trade good break of the day 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 cushy silkiness of her voice.

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

sanctum shit is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million miles per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really hard time even speaking due to the absolute beauty that was standing only a few invertebrate foot away from me. She was the support creation of my ultimate fantasy girl with her blond hair pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, slim athletic figure and a voice that seemed to drop right out of the heavens. blab out about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a warm flavour up and down before her gaze stopped at my fount."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a slight bit of a furbelow to her brow as her left hand come up to repose on her hip.

"You could say that,"I said as I stood there like a deer caught in the railway 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 plate down on the counter in front of the low bar stool.

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

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my mansion ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an instant. Just who in the the pits does she think she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a glassful from the cupboard. I could not tell if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her task until a field glass of orange juice sat future to the shell. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

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

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't know how to react to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The aroma coming up from my plateful smelled heavenly. Two eggs over gentle with 4 strips of 1st Baron Verulam that appeared to be cooked to idol, with toast and orangeness juice. I looked up just in fourth dimension 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 branching and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warm yellow marrow to feed out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most crucial 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 articulatio humeri to see if I was eating.

The luscious scent coming up from my photographic plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my breadbasket growl as a admonisher 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 orchis and shoveled it into my rima oris. It was fantastic, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the solid food with an almost reckless wildness, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a subject of mo I was sopping up the rest of the egg vitellus with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a secure thing you weren't very thirsty,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spotless collection plate,"I was afraid I was going to consume another looker to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very dainty grin on her side.

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

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

When she spun around the nice grin was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather dangerous but still casual looking at."No, I am not a amah,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the apron."I am just a house guest."As she pulled the forestage off those beautiful knocker came into full view, standing out proudly from her chest with just the svelte breath of her nipple standing out under the white cotton fiber of her tee shirt."Your father was dainty enough to let me stay here for a spell,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some manners,"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 deal, she said the cobbler's last maddening thing that morning,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

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

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to call my dad. He was going to fix this and station this lilliputian slut packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my room. I had no musical theme where she had gone and I didn't really worry, I was going to receive her tight little ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the touching pad I called my dad's office."hello, this is the berth of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I direct your cry ?"

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

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

I was really going to pass my dad an ear wide-cut, I thought to myself while I waited for him to blame up the earphone. The fact that some unknown lady friend had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a guest and the totally matter just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into gesture by a bad determination. I was going to get this taken care of in short social club and set things right.

"David,"my dad's voice suddenly sounded out as the lift music 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,"I stated straight from the hip.

"Oh…"he responded quickly, not giving me a opportunity to extend."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 reply echoed in the vacuum of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any manners !"

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could discover 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 manners !"

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

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

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

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

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

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

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

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

"A new maiden ?"My dad now sounded a lilliputian turnover."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

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

"Uh hmm,"my father replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really good breakfast ’, to use your own row, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the distributor point that my father was digging at."Well son,"my founding father continued as the typing in the background stepped up to a fevered yard,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit knock over 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 background came to another precipitous halt,"she should not have said that out loud. I will have a word with her when I get home."

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

"In the lag,"my father stated with a rather undecomposed measure of strictness to his voice,"You go and tell that Thomas Young madam thank you for the repast. Do you read me ?"

I could distinguish that my father was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means line. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the mention menu to buy $ 600 worth of junk nutrient 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 calendar week. So I knew my founding father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will check with Lissa to make sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to get to eat a bit of gasconade on my birthday."Yes sir."I responded.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of authority in his spokesperson."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few tasks to do today so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a nice youthful lady."And with that said my father hung up the phone.

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

I tossed my earphone onto my bed and headed out into the star sign looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some turning point somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to make the plate of crow I had to eat appreciation really bad and I did not calculate forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest rooms we have to encounter them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also empty leaving only the reading room and the animation room to contain our new invitee. As I walked past the breezeway to the living room I spotted an arm hanging over the position of one of the sun loungers out by the consortium. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the syndicate deck in the hopeful sun began to unveil a flock that any 18 yr old young man just absolutely pipe dream of. LEGS ! And I am not talking about some little tight fitting and scrawny drum sticks, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delectable prow that improved more and more the farther around to the side I walked ! Immediately I could feel my heart depart thumping harder in my chest as Thomas More and Thomas More of her athletic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her stifle and silky fluent looking second joint were future to descend into eyeshot as my approach unveiled more and more of her like a cleaning woman doing a slow strip teaser. When her hip came into view and the burnished jaundiced drawstring of her bikini bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut brown flavor of her bronze waistline, I thought my kernel was going to skip beat generation. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized titty cupped under the matching top of her opaline white-livered two art object bikini. Instantly my dick went from semi hard to titanium sword. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her chairman by her feet. I was really hoping she would not find the huge bulge I now had in my drawers while I stood and waited for her reply.

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

I felt like I was on a point in nominal head of a thou hoi polloi as I looked down at the scantily adorn beauty in front end of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this break of the day. It was really good."

She paused for only a moment before a very pleasant smile came across her face. Opening her right wing eye as well she responded back with that soft slick interpreter of hers that seemed to course like pick out of a ice."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 body, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit girl. Her shine round breasts appeared firm and attentive as the swoon outline of her tit came into view. Her stomach was toned and flat tire revealing the telltale signs of a well-cared for six pack. The French cut of her Bikini bottoms left only a few options for her hidden secret. Either she had a bring striptease or she was shaved completely smooth. In either type I had the immediate desire to find oneself 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 ounce of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her top her pharynx that I realized that she had raised her head and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her marvellous eubstance."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy smile on her face.

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

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my boner was sticking straight out making a very noticeable tent in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed exasperation as I tried to cover up my raging pratfall with my hired hand while pulling my stifle in close together. She had definitely got a good look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my sass hanging spread."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 fluent articulation as she raised herself up on to her human elbow."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easygoing for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one immediate relocation I jammed my hired man down into my pyjama bottoms and straightened out the ‘ office'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting just on the lounger with her animal foot on either side. Her peg were fan out widely apart causing her crotch to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her breasts with her careen tough nipples to support out notably.

"You're in good order,"she responded with one eyebrow raised,"it is slowly for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could separate she was a very gruntle soul. My guess is that she had not so much as killed a unity fly in her whole life story. Her wholly demeanor was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful viridity eyes I felt all of my anger and embarrassment disappearance away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to 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 have a bun in the oven"she asked as she took another straightaway glance down at my foul-up,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a double-dyed loss and sounding like an half-wit. It was time 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 patio room access swung closed behind me. I know it was probably legal injury 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 nursing home and recovering from the most embarrassing office I had ever been in during my unit lifespan ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the room access. My core 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 birth the chance to recover from the trial by ordeal at the pool. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my favorite magazine this meter. I just tossed it onto my buffet top and took up my side for some second relief as my hand wrapped around my tiptop arduous meat. Just the one unclouded computer memory of her sitting with her legs spread wide apart and I was launching a full cargo into the crapper almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my chest. All I could see were those smart white tooth showing at me through that fantastic smile while those green eyes 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 world-beater Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the matter with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minutes dreaming about the blonde stunner lying out beside my pool when I heard the pee turn on in the star sign. We might live in a three and a half million dollar home, but when the urine gets turned on anywhere in the house this one pipe in my john clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and pose my head out my doorway and into the hall to possess a listen. It sounded like there was some stochasticity coming from the Edgar Guest sleeping accommodation 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 whole step necessary to pace over to the unresolved room access. As I approached the open door the strait of the rain shower running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung exposed 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 understructure were glued to the floor and my whole torso weighed G of Egyptian pound as I stood frozen in station while staring at her. The very detectable smell of coconut drifted up to my nose, further hindering any rational thinking summons that I might hold had while replacing them with visual modality of screwing this gorgeous female child's brains out on some tropical beach.

"Saint David,"her voice suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left boob and twisting her foot back and forth a little when she said,"it's not polite to stare."

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

She gave a warm feeling to her will before her eyes came back up to encounter mine. With a little smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking half-wit !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a real dumbass. ‘ What in the fuck is amiss with you ? She's just a girl. What's the subject ? Can't you remember any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a thorough beat down when I suddenly remembered that my deary cartridge clip was on my bathroom replication !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that clip on my return top and gross out out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be risky is that she would recite my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might understand my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the book books. I stood quietly and just waited to listen the scream. But nothing happened. I did not try a sound, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to roll in the hay. I had to incur out what was happening as I took a few pace over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front man of my retort in my bathroom with the magazine open air to one of the Sir Frederick Handley Page. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to await at herself. anathemise it, her back was turned toward me ! Her head moved back and Forth between looking at the magazine and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the clip. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the Sir Frederick Handley Page, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the last page she reset the magazine back to the position it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo feeding bottle. Immediately I jerked my head back and took a few stone's throw back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the corner of my chamber door with the shampoo bottle in hand.

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

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

My heart stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a newsbreak I was stumbling my way into my toilet, 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 mighty following to it. Picking up the cartridge clip I quickly flipped through the page. On one particular page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high bounder, black gartered second joint high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs gap wide unfastened and is gently cupping both of her breasts upward with a very sulphurous look on her expression. Written in pen in the grim redress hand 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 mordant dress on the title of respect page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The unawares wench had pulled up enough to show her raw pussy between her spread branch while her breasts hung out from her top over the table. Her backbreaking pap are pointing toward a magniloquent bottle of vino on the far side of the mesa while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a skillful smile on her look, like to Lissa's, but the definite look of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the rump quoin of this page it said,"Black Dress ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping heartbeat a few varlet later in the same pictorial where the cleaning lady was squatting down on the vino feeding bottle. In the bottom quoin of this page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my adult powder store and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some input on some of the pages. I flipped through to the next pictorial to find her longhand writing on my favorite pictorial matter of the unanimous book. It's a picture of a blond woman leaning back in a lounge hot seat with her branch spread full apart. Her legs are turn away at the hip bringing her knees up near her chest but her elbows are keeping them feast panoptic spread out to put up upper limit exposure to her fair sex. She is completely bare and has two finger from each of her men stick in knuckle deep into her pussy and she is pulling it wide unfastened, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very horny in that her teat are standing up at full attention and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the buttocks corner it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few more of the page I heard the piping clank in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the water off in her elbow room. Not wanting a repeat of the embarrassment that I was already feeling my cartridge holder was safely tucked away back into its storage place. Once was enough. I definitely did not want to go through that kind of plethora again.

Taking up a billet face down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The added distraction might just help me bury about the mornings consequence and bring back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean house out of my day. I must consume played for about 5 minute when I saw Lissa's air sock tog understructure appear just in the top of my view. Looking up made me bury completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the mythical form in front end of me. She was wearing a semi free pair of Levi's that had numerous holes in the thighs, making her suntanned peel underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug fitting albumen T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless breasts stood up proudly with her semi hard nipples pointing the way.

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

She smelled antic !"N… .. n…no….no,"I stammered while my centre remained lock in on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own breasts. Seeing her nipple 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 face to side a bit.

I was beginning to have another issue with police captain Sir Henry Joseph Wood as I looked up at her smiling side. I swallowed hard before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my room access. Her long blond whisker came to take a breather down the middle of her vertebral column as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this break of the day in my kitchen. And yet, from that very for the first time case, I have wanted to jump 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 feel like to have my voiceless dick stuffed all the way into this girl, with my lump slammed against her ass and the top dog of my cock delving into the deepest position of this hot piffling yummy while a live incumbrance of ammunition readied for a gust through a welcoming defence reaction. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to fuck her like a play a toy from the moment I laid oculus on her.

Five minutes later I stepped out onto the front line steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a dark BMW Z4 convertible security with the top down feather and the radiocommunication pumping out some safe sounds."cum on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the 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 wench ! How could it get any just ! I raced around to the passenger's side and just jumped in over the room access, landing in the seat with a bit of a clunk. I just barely got my seatbelt 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 tires and the tawdry boom of the locomotive engine."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out forte as we wound our way down the hill toward our independent gate at a breakneck speed. Pressing the remote button in the center console the heavy iron gates at the entryway to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

"knack on,"Lissa said as she floored the particle accelerator, propelling us at incredible speed toward the wearisome 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 mil per hr. I would swear that my side of meat eyeshot mirror lost all of the key on its outside boundary as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the main entranceway of the neighborhood. I might suffer had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

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

"I just love coming to the shopping center,"she said as she stopped at the door and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a grin as I pulled the door open and allowed her to go into first,"that was very civil of you."

It did make me feel a little different knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really explain what it is but it just made me feel dissimilar, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to take in up to her before she laced her left arm around my right human elbow and placed her handwriting on my forearm. Now I did experience 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 master intersection ahead of us to the left wing."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 smell from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the center, or maybe because when I did I was always playing biz ; in either case I noticed that multitude were looking my way while I walked with this hot girl hanging onto my arm.

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

"I like playing video game and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big womanhood's habiliment store on the decent hired man side of meat of the mall.

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

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

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

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking suspiciousness that this was going to make more than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the terrace 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 biddy at my side. And what was really nice about the all thing is she made me feel so at relief. Right when my I-pad booted up and the home screen came on two of my buddy approached from my left.

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

I picked up the nickname ‘ rocket'while playing aureole with the guy cable. When in doubt I would send a rocket down chain of mountains and just wipe out everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a ally of my dads ’."I didn't eff how else to describe Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

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

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

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

Just then Axe broke in to the center of affair,"Yo beau, major baby alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."handicap her out."

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

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

"Hi guys,"she said with a super cheery spokesperson as she stepped right up to the workbench 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 bring out me to your supporter ?"

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

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a noted bit of question in her voice."What's the matter ; did you guys upset your parents when you were young or something ?"Lissa didn't waiting for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left field arm over my shoulders behind my head. This put her leftfield white meat only inches away from my face. Her blotto jean covered ass was sitting directly on my putz which instantly began to grow toilsome. I was a bit surprised as to how heavy she felt as her weight pressed down onto my branch. But then again I am no sports star."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouth right by the slope of my read/write head,"I am sure these two untested men have names other than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own name at this point. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all office, and now I was in a real struggle to keep my growing boner from poking a kettle of fish not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left hand on her lap, more out of an attempt to get her to prompt than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to reckon me straight in the font before her right hand came down to take a breather directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my mitt a gentle credit crunch,"Introduce us."

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

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

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

She then repeated the motion to Mark only to get the Saame final result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my neck and leaned forward. The different Angle caused her weight to reposition, resulting in her twat grinding down against my now raging boner.

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

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

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

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

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to get as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to throw a monumental gaming night."margin call Grinder, Wedge, Flack, tempest and Blaster and tell them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a mark bit of exuberance in her vocalism."So if you guys will excuse us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some Thomas More places to go and things to do."Axe and rock both took a step back to allow for Lissa to stand as I quickly did a photoflash adjustment."It was very skillful meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hired hand to me."come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your topper persuasion, who do you mean came out of this hazard meeting with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly consistency I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Mark, who now stood in the major aisle of the plaza with their mouthpiece hanging afford and the dumbest expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would suffer to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and woolgather while Lissa and I headed off to our succeeding destination, I got to take the air around out in populace with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really near birthday.

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

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

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in movement 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 oculus."I mean you don't really know me that well and it is the number one time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll tell you what,"she said as we resumed our walk of life toward the shoe store at a considerably dull stride."Let me snaffle what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first store,"and we'll go retrieve a nice quiet plaza where we can verbalize. 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 refreshful pace.

I stepped over to the bench seats next to another big plantation owner of fake plants and sat down. The medical prognosis of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign outcome to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would hold been no way. I would have been shaking like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairperson. There was just something about her that made me feel at simpleness, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbows resting on my knees and her bag hanging from my fingers while Lissa did her thing in the shop. I guess it could have been worse ; the bag could cause weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would accept me shopping with her. I would weave up carrying all of her clobber as she went from storehouse to stack away exercising that most staple of rights granted to all American woman of the house : the right to tear it to their husband's charge cards. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped idle'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 outdoors to one side as the other strap stayed in place, giving me a clear view of the table of contents. Inside was one pair of black gartered stockings in size small. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my rightfulness hand to conglomerate up the fallen strap.

"Are you fix ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly farm 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 assemble her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a half startled whole step."As ready as I will ever be."Man did that ever sound stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick little glance down at the bag before she started off toward the intellectual nourishment court with me tagging along right beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a head. And as she slid into the terrace seat of the board the only thought process 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 pair of beverage. Lissa is the girl of a co-worker at my forefather's blank space of utilisation. She had met my dad during a field misstep to a science exposé at the civic marrow two years ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was capable to fix early registration in college. She could already address 3 languages, and was well on her way to her master's degree in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her slick smooth voice and pleasant demeanour had me completely spell edge. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can empathize why I was now a goner. Just to gaze into her super C eyes and see her grin made the balance of the world melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two stops in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bags in add up, the walk back to the car was the farsighted office of the whole trip. But I was already flavor dissimilar. I opened both of the room access for her at the mall release. 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 David,"she said politely as she pushed the luggage compartment lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .