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



So, I'm a techno oddball. But in this day and age who isn't right ? I guess you could call in me a slave to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic twist. From my hand held I-Pad to my late genesis X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my want of sociable 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 eld old. I was the poster nipper for your techno geek society if there ever was one. I'm 6 foot 1 with straight brown hair that I like to keep a lilliputian bit prospicient and I have late blue 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 employment, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big household in a gated community. Mom left us a few years ago saying that she needed something Thomas More than what dad had to offer, so she ran off with her fittingness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics companionship that makes all of the nice electronic device that I love so a lot. That is why I have the latest generation device almost a yr before they hit the open grocery store. X-Box, caper post, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga systems I have always had the newest and best gameing system of rules that were available. My friends love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a long time before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and pipe down I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to recreate aureole or some other biz without all of the break that seem to pop up.

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

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

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

The floor was a little low temperature as my plain feet came to rest on the Italian marble, but the subroutine trip-up to the bath was necessary to first rip one out so I could then pee. I had my deary cartridge clip in the second gear drawer of the bathroom dresser so my imaginativeness did not have to work too tough. A few flips of the pages and a minute or two of some profligate stroking and I was launching my load into the crapper. It was ease, but not satisfying. I longed for a real girlfriend, or at least a girl with a somewhat casual attitude about sex. In either causa it was not very likely to happen. My world usually rested in the palms of my hands. The Earth of internet gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing macrocosm of Warcraft as I walk through the menage. It form of made me think that I was walking through the virtual world of a palace and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the house there could accept been an elephant standing in the living room and I probably would not consume seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange smell caught my attention. food ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the recess from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to have my jaw drop curtain to the base. Standing in front of the stove, with her rachis to me, was this vernal 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 blue jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking leg. Her slender waist accentuated the smooth roundness of her rosehip and shoulder making her look to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even better than the back !

The first thing I noticed were those bright green eyes on the cutest face I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 metrical foot 5 inches marvelous. Her face was nice and rhythm but it definitely reflected that she was lean and trim. Her lip was a trivial small, but it quickly turned to the gracious smile as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her forestage. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very unbendable. Instantly I could feel Captain wood begin to stand up at attention.

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

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

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

Holy bull is she gorgeous ! My substance instantly began pounding at a million miles per hour as I looked at her in skepticism. I was having a really heavily prison term even speaking due to the downright beauty that was standing only a few feet away from me. She was the living creation of my ultimate fantasy girl with her blond haircloth pulled back into one big ponytail, immature oculus, melt off gymnastic figure and a voice that seemed to throw off right out of the promised land. Talk about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a promptly smell up and down before her gaze stopped at my face."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a little bit of a ruffle to her brow as her left-hand hand fare up to repose on her hip.

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

"Your dad offered to let me stay here for a while,"she responded as she scooped the bollock 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 return in straw man of the first bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a disorder looking at on her side before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a fork next to the collection plate,"not much in the way of manners,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my house ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an New York minute. Just who in the pit does she consider she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an minute before she turned to get a chicken feed 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 glass of Orange River juice sat next to the plate. But it seemed like she was forgetful to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

"cum on,"she said as she turned to the kitchen stove to bulge cleaning up,"Eat before your food gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't recognize how to react to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar can. The fragrance coming up from my plate smelled heavenly. Two ball over easy with 4 airstrip of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with goner and Orange River juice. I looked up just in metre to see her looking at me with a big grin before she quickly turned her head and continued her clean up.

"Is this some variety of joke ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the warmly yellow mall to flow out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most authoritative repast 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 delicious smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my venter growl as a admonisher that I had not eaten a matter since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her back still turned to me before I scooped up one of the nut and shoveled it into my mouth. It was antic, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the nutrient with an almost reckless abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a matter of moment I was sopping up the ease of the egg yolks with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a secure thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spotless scale,"I was afraid I was going to take in another ravisher to wash."She held the plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice grinning on her typeface.

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 tinker's damn, could she ever cook ! I set my glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sump."And to answer your head I am here as a Guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the denture and then glass in the sink.

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

When she spun around the nice smile was not on her face, having been replaced by a rather serious but still free-and-easy expression."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the apron."I am just a sign guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breast came into fully view, standing out proudly from her chest with just the slightest hint of her nipples standing out under the white cotton of her T-shirt."Your beginner was skillful enough to let me stay here for a piece,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some mode,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the edge of the corner, just before she stepped out of sight, she said the live on infuriate thing that break of the day,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the screw did this picayune daughter think she was ! This was MY goddamn firm and this was my have a go at it kitchen ! To accept this little prissy assure me that I didn't have any fucking manners when she was clearly in the wrong was unbelievable !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to call my dad. He was going to fix this and air 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 care, I was going to feature her pixilated little ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the touch pad I called my dad's post."how-do-you-do, this is the office of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary 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 blood switched to some really stinky elevator music.

I was really going to give my dad an ear total, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the phone. The fact that some strange young woman had just insulted me in my own star sign was improbable. Add to it that she was only a guest and the unanimous matter just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into move by a bad determination. I was going to get this taken care of in short order and set things right.

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

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

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

"POLITE ! !"my infuriate reception echoed in the vanity of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any way !"

"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 way !"

"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 break from my dad before he spoke again. In the background I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any honorable ?"he finally asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But you are right field,"he continued as the typing in the ground came to another precipitous halt,"she should not have said that out flashy. I will have a Good Book 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 skilful amount of sternness to his voice,"You go and tell that unseasoned ma'am thank you for the meal. Do you read me ?"

I could order that my begetter was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business enterprise. The last time he spoke to me like that was when I used the credit entry card to buy $ 600 Worth of junk food and have it delivered to the family when I had a big play night here with my champion. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his asking. I also know that he will check 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 sureness in his representative."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 young lady."And with that said my Padre hung up the phone.

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

I tossed my headphone onto my bed and headed out into the mansion looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some corner somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to give the scale of crow I had to eat taste sensation really bad and I did not calculate forward to this at all. I looked into the two client rooms we have to get hold them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also vacate leaving only the recital room and the living room to contain our new node. As I walked past the breezeway to the living way I spotted an arm hanging over the side of one of the sun loungers out by the pool. So much for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the pool deck in the bright sun began to uncover a sight that any 18 year old young man just absolutely dreams of. branch ! And I am not talking about some lilliputian tightfitting and scrubby brake drum sticks, I am talking about some select time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious fore that improved Sir Thomas More and more the farther around to the English I walked ! Immediately I could feel my middle depart thumping harder in my chest as more and more of her acrobatic form was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky smoothen looking second joint were succeeding to amount into view as my approach unveiled more and more of her like a womanhood doing a slack airstrip tantalization. When her hip came into perspective and the vivid yellow string of her two-piece bottom showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut tree brown look of her tanned waistline, I thought my fondness was going to skip beats. In a microsecond the rest of her delicious body came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized mammilla cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellow two piece bikini. Instantly my dick went from tractor trailer hard to titanium steel. My god she was gorgeous !

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

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

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

She paused for only a here and now before a very pleasant smiling came across her face. Opening her right eye as well she responded back with that soft silky voice of hers that seemed to feed like cream out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dream or something as my regard slowly ran down over her oil slickened body, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit girl. Her polish rhythm knocker appeared firm and thoughtful as the faint outline of her nipples came into view. Her stomach was toned and apartment revealing the telling signs of a well-cared for six pack. The Daniel Chester French cut of her bikini bottoms left only a few options for her hidden secret. Either she had a landing strip or she was shaved completely politic. In either case I had the immediate desire to find out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those thighs. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be loyal. I don't think she has an ounce of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her clear her throat that I realized that she had raised her top dog 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 face get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my centre back up to look at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her eyes cut down toward my waist once before her grinning got even grownup and her tit stood up really hard.

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

I instinctively looked down to see that my pratfall was sticking straight out making a very noticeable collapsible shelter in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed exasperation as I tried to cover my raging botch with my hands while pulling my knees in close together. She had definitely got a well feeling at king stiffy while I was standing there with my backtalk hanging open."I am so gloomy,"I stammered as I began to plump for away from her in a justificatory retreat.

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

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one quick move I jammed my hand down into my pyjama stern and straightened out the ‘ berth'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting just on the dillydallier with her feet on either face. Her legs were bedspread wide apart causing her fork 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 stone arduous nipples to fend out notably.

"You're rightfield,"she responded with one brow raised,"it is easy 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 aristocratic soul. My hypothesis is that she had not so very much as killed a I fly in her all sprightliness. Her hale deportment was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful fleeceable eyes I felt all of my ire and plethora fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to observe 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 quick glance down at my boner,"me to be naked ?"

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

"But David…"I heard her say just before the patio door swung closed behind me. I know it was probably unseasonable 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 mortifying situation I had ever been in during my whole life ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My nitty-gritty was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the theater, but also from the showdown with Lissa. At least now I would deliver the chance to recoup from the ordeal at the kitty. But man, WHAT A BODY ! ! There was no need for my front-runner magazine this metre. I just tossed it onto my comeback top and took up my position for some instant rilievo as my hand wrapped around my super difficult heart and soul. Just the one clear memory of her sitting with her legs cattle ranch wide apart and I was launching a full load into the pot 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 pectus. All I could see were those bright white teeth showing at me through that marvellous smiling 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 King Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the subject with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 minute of arc dreaming about the blonde lulu lying out beside my syndicate when I heard the water turn on in the house. We might live in a three and a half million dollar abode, but when the pee gets turned on anywhere in the home this one pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and deposit my head out my door and into the manse to have a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest bedroom immediately to my rightfulness where the threshold 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 heart-to-heart threshold. As I approached the open doorway 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 open and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

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

I couldn't relocation. I mean it felt like my understructure were glued to the floor and my entirely body weighed thousands of Lebanese pound as I stood frozen in piazza while staring at her. The very noticeable smell of coconut drifted up to my nozzle, further hindering any intellectual thought process that I might induce had while replacing them with vision of screwing this gorgeous girl's brains out on some tropical beach.

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

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

She gave a agile look to her left before her eyes came back up to meet mine. With a footling smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking idiot !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a existent dumbass. ‘ What in the fuck is incorrectly with you ? She's just a girl. What's the matter ? Can't you recollect any fucking English ?'I was giving myself a exhaustive beat down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom counter !

I'm dead, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my counter top and freak out in a Brobdingnagian way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be tough is that she would differentiate my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might interpret my having the magazine. But the ass chew I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the record books. I stood quietly and just waited to pick up the scream. But nada happened. I did not hear a sound, and Lissa did not come back right away either. I had to have a go at it. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few steps over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in social movement of my counter in my lavatory with the magazine open to one of the Sir Frederick Handley Page. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. bedamn it, her back was turned toward me ! Her head word 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 pageboy, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the finish page she reset the powder store back to the side it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo 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 sleeping room room access with the shampoo bottle in hand.

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

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

My spirit stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a ostentation 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 of the mark out in the surface on the top of my counter. But there was also a pen sitting right next to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the pages. On one detail varlet the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only black high blackguard, black gartered thigh high stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs cattle ranch all-inclusive open and is gently cupping both of her chest upward with a very sultry smell on her side. Written in pen in the lower mighty hand corner of the page it said"black Heels"in beautiful cursive handwriting writing.

Flipping through a few More pages was a unlike manikin wearing a black dress on the claim page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a table while setting out some wine spyglass with her ass pointed at the camera. The short skirt had pulled up enough to show her au naturel cunt between her cattle ranch pegleg while her breasts hung out from her top over the table. Her hard tit are pointing toward a tall nursing bottle of wine on the far side of meat of the table while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a prissy smile on her human face, similar to Lissa's, but the definite looking of a woman wanting to be ravaged. On the fanny corner of this page it said,"total darkness dress ”. If I had thought that my heart had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beatniks a few pages later in the same pictorial where the charwoman was squatting down on the vino feeding bottle. In the buttocks corner of this page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My custody started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my adult magazine and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some remark on some of the pages. I flipped through to the next pictorial to incur her running hand writing on my favorite picture of the solid book. It's a picture show of a blond woman leaning back in a waiting room chair with her branch spread wide apart. Her wooden leg are set at the hip bringing her knees up near her breast but her elbow are keeping them spread wide open air to provide maximum picture to her womanhood. She is completely bare and has two digit from each of her hands inserted knuckle deep into her slit and she is pulling it widely open, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The woman looks to be very horny in that her nipples are standing up at full attention and the feeling on her face is one of obvious wanton lust. In the bottom turning point it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to interchange through a few more than of the pages I heard the pipe clang in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the water off in her way. Not wanting a repeat of the plethora that I was already feeling my powder store was safely tucked away back into its storage place. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that kind of plethora again.

Taking up a position face down across my bed I began playing world of Warcraft. The added distraction might just help me forget about the morning time events and institute back the sense of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must take in played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's sock clad understructure appear just in the top of my view. Looking up made me draw a blank completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the mythic word form in nominal head of me. She was wearing a trailer truck wanton pair of Levi's that had legion holes in the thighs, making her tanned peel underneath flavor very appetizing. Again she had donned a snug fitting Andrew Dickson White T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her closely mid-drift exposed while her braless chest stood up proudly with her articulated lorry difficult nipple pointing the way.

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

She smelled fantastic !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my centre remained locked 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 blazon in together toward her front line, making her breasts stand up even more before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulders from face to side a bit.

I was beginning to have another result with Captain woodwind instrument as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed intemperate before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a grinning before she spun around and started toward my door. Her recollective blond hair came to rest down the eye of her backrest as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the way and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this girl this cockcrow in my kitchen. And yet, from that very first representative, I have wanted to jump on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her consistency and up to the top of her read/write head. I could only think of what it would experience like to take in my hard pecker stuffed all the way into this girl, with my balls slammed against her ass and the headland of my cock delving into the deepest home of this hot piffling yummy while a experience burden of ammunition readied for a blast through a welcoming defence. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to get it on her like a gaming a toy from the consequence I laid middle on her.

Five minutes later I stepped out onto the straw man footstep just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a blue BMW Z4 transformable with the top pile and the radio pumping out some just strait."Come 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 crappy, 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 doorway, landing in the seat with a bit of a thumping. I just barely got my seatbelt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the probability to answer her before the car launched from the front of the house with squealing tires and the tatty thunder of the locomotive."WAHOO !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out tawdry as we wound our way down the hill toward our master gate at a breakneck f number. Pressing the remote button in the center console the sullen iron gates at the incoming to the driveway began to slowly swing open.

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

She wasn't kidding. The Gates had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 international mile per hr. I would aver that my slope sentiment mirror lost all of the paint on its outdoor edge as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the chief entering of the vicinity. I might have had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the relaxation of the way to the mall Lissa conducted her driving just as anyone else would on the route, obeying all of the focal ratio Laws and dealings patterns. When we got to the mall she hit the switch and put the top up before walking in to the plaza at my side.

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

It did induce me sense 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 different, 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 proper elbow and placed her deal on my forearm. Now I did find different.

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

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

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

"I like playing video games and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big women's clothing storage on the justly hand side of meat 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 semblance ?"

I thought for just a import while running the day's upshot through my oral sex before I said,"I variety of like black."

Her smile changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of mischievousness as her right supercilium rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her headway toward the depot."fountainhead why don't you have a bottom over there,"she said as she turned her question back around. Pointing to a bench next to this big planter filled with fake plants,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking mistrust that this was going to take More than just a few second. As I sat down on the work bench I watched her delicious ass disappear into the entrepot 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 of meat. And what was really nice about the hale matter is she made me finger so at ease. Right when my I-pad booted up and the plate screen came on two of my sidekick approached from my left.

"Yo, Eruca sativa,"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 salad down range and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a acquaintance of my dads ’."I didn't jazz 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 spend your natal day doing shit for your old man."

"Ya,"chimed in Mark ( a.k.a. careen )"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 start a plot of anything,"but it's really not that bad."

Just then Axe broke in to the midriff of things,"Yo swell, major baby alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."Check her out."

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

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

"Hi guys,"she said with a crack cheery voice as she stepped right up to the Bench and turned to present them. Neither one of them could utter a Christian Bible."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to introduce me to your friend ?"

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

"Axe and Rock ?"Lissa repeated with a illustrious bit of doubt in her voice."What's the thing ; did you guys upset your parents when you were Brigham Young or something ?"Lissa didn't hold for a response before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her provide arm over my shoulders behind my header. This put her left breast only inches away from my face. Her tight jean covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to acquire strong. I was a bit surprise as to how impenetrable she felt as her weight pressed down onto my wooden leg. But then again I am no sports star."David,"she said almost in a whisper with her mouth right by the side of my head,"I am sure these two Brigham Young men have names early than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even commemorate my own figure at this point. Lissa had sat down in the worst of all places, and now I was in a genuine conflict to keep my growing foul-up from poking a gob not only through my pants, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left hired man on her lap, more out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her brain around to face me straight in the face before her right hand script came down to perch directly on top of mine."fountainhead,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle squeeze play,"Introduce us."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My planetary 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 arrest moving or else I was going to have a situation right here and now.

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

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to number as well,"I said as I looked on the billet to take a monolithic gaming night."call option molar, cuneus, Flack, Storm and blaster and tell them about it. Be at my house at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a noted bit of enthusiasm in her articulation."So if you guys will excuse us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more than home to go and things to do."Axe and rock and roll both took a step back to allow Lissa to remain firm as I quickly did a flash readjustment."It was very gracious meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her hand to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your best opinion, who do you think came out of this hazard merging with the most difficulty ? Me, with my raging hard blooper being pressed up in to the most heavenly body I have ever been in the presence of, or Tony and Gospel According to Mark, who now stood in the major aisle of the mall with their mouthpiece hanging open and the dumbest expressions on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would have to give this one a tie. But as to where they could only look on and dream while Lissa and I headed off to our future destination, I got to walk around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really ripe birthday.

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

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

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in strawman of her."I guess that is a job for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous green eyes."I mean you don't really have intercourse me that well and it is the first-class honours degree time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

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

"I'll assure you what,"she said as we resumed our walk toward the shoe store at a considerably slower pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first computer memory,"and we'll go find a nice calm property 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 brisk pace.

I stepped over to the bench nates next to another big plantation owner of wangle plant life and sat down. The panorama of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a alien event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would accept been no way. I would take in been shaking like a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. There was just something about her that made me feel at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my elbows resting on my knees and her bag hanging from my finger while Lissa did her affair in the store. I guess it could have been tough ; the bag could let weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would get hold of me shopping with her. I would hoist up carrying all of her stuff as she went from memory board to store exercising that most basic of rightfulness granted to all American housewives : the right to charge it to their married man'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 spins one of the straps slipped off my fingerbreadth and the bag fell open to one side of meat as the other strap stayed in situation, giving me a clear opinion of the contents. interior was one brace of disastrous gartered stockings in size of it pocket-size. Immediately I felt suspicious as I reached down with my right field hand to gather up the fallen strap.

"Are you ready ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly raise my chief 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 touch her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a one-half startled tone."As prepare as I will ever be."Man did that ever sound stupid.

Lissa just gave a quick footling coup d'oeil down at the bag before she started off toward the food court of law with me tagging along flop beside her. Whatever it was that she had in mind it was now coming to a head. And as she slid into the bench can of the table the only thought that kept coming to heed was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an minute, sipping on a duet of drinks. Lissa is the girl of a colleague at my father's position of employ. She had met my dad during a field trip to a science exposé at the civic center two long time ago, and it was by his good word that she was able to fasten ahead of time registration in college. She could already speak 3 languages, and was well on her way to her original's grade in communications.

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

The remaining two closure in the mall were just a fuzz as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four bag in total, the walk back to the car was the longest component part of the whole trip. But I was already feeling unlike. I opened both of the doors for her at the mall exit. And it was not until she opened the trunk of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the torso lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .