He went home as fast as he could, he had to make everything perfect. Why he was going through so much trouble, he didn't know, it was just something about her, something that made her unique. After he cleaned out the living room, he vacuumed, dusted, and performed other household duties. Afterwards he went to his grandmother who was rocking in her chair, half dazed, and begged her to stay in her room that night. A smile formed upon her wrinkly face, as she knew there was someone coming over. "Don'be to rough, she is after all, only in High school", Grandma said. She must have noticed my red embarrassed face, for she had then assured me its normal, and made her way to her room. He ran upstairs and took a shower, then a thought occurred to him, what if she came into his room, he would have to clean it. After the shower, he dried off and applied deodorant. He was finished right when he heard the ring of his front door. He hurried downstairs to greet his company, fast enough to trip on the last step. Dusting off his black shirt, he opened the door. She was so beautiful, no, not beautiful, spectacular. He got lost in her eyes when he suddenly realized he needed to greet her in. They said their hello's and begun their work. Axle made her a drink of mountain ewhe humbly accepted, she took a drink and spilled some on her pants. Embarrassed she asked where the bathroom was, since the downstairs one was broken, he told her to go upstairs into his room and take a right. As instructed, she obeyed. Waiting in the hallway for sometime, he got worried, so he walked into his room, only to see her and her striped panties.
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Young Lust
Teen FictionA Freshman with the most common issue, always has sex on the mind.