I close my door and drop my bag down, It's the best feeling in the world. The weight of my bag on my shoulders finally being lifted. I slump on to my bed, Closing my eyes for a few moments.

   I slowly open my eyes, Squinting as they adjust to the sudden invasion of my lightbulb. I look over at my alarm clock to see I had been asleep for three hours. "Damn it!" I whisper. I completely slept through the rest of my day. I had homework to do and hated the world for it.

   I grudgingly stand up, My back popping uniformally. I wipe my hazey eyes and blink a few times. I clumsily walk to the kitchen, Feeling as though I had been asleep for two days. I pour myself some orange juice, watching the miniature tsunami wave of bright orange cascade in to the glass. I swig it down quickly, wetting my dry and raspy throat. I set the glass in the sink, Knowing my sister would do the dishes the next morning before school.

   As I walk back to my room, I notice the feeling of something watching me, The lights are off and everyone is asleep. I hurry back to my room, Shutting the door, As if I'm being chased by murderous demons. I feel a bit stupid, Being scared of the dark at age fifteen. I unzip my bag and pull out Mrs. Eubanks geometry assignment. I sit on my bed and turn on some Snow Patrol, Putting in my headphones. I prop my math book under my worksheet and lazily scribble Anthony Jean in the name slot.

   As I listen to Chasing Cars, I start humming along. My math problems slowly being completed. Thankfully after about fifteen minutes of gruelling geometric torture, I shove the book, Pen, And paper into my bag.

   I realize I'm still quite tired, And turn off my light. I lie on my bed and turn on my Samsung Galaxy Tab and browse around on YouTube. I watch a few Tobuscus and PewDiePie videos before finally drifting off in to a light sleep.

"Yeah Tom, I really have to agree with Jeremy on the issue of the recent outbr-" I shut off my alarm and sit up. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I swing my legs a bit over to the side of my bed. I shrink back a bit as I touch the cold hardwood floor, But again press my feet to the ground. I stand up, A bit dazed. I walk in to my bathroom, Shutting the door. I look in to the mirror at my tousled dark brown hair. The uncontrollable mop that I cant seem to find a style for.

   I fight with my hair a few minutes before giving up, I went in to that one knowing It would be a pointless endeavor. I brush my teeth and take a short shower. I get out and inspect myself as everyone does. I again try to comb my hair, It's a bit easier now that It's wet.

   I throw on some Old Navy Khakki's And a red Polo. I take out my contacts and wet them, Cursing myself for falling asleep in them. I slowly push them back in to my Dark brown eyes. I go back in to my room and grab my bag. After I get my keys and Wallet I'm out the door.

   I walk up to the bus stop, Standing near the stop sign that someone wrote "DONT" on. I stand there for about ten more minutes before my bus finally shows up. I hastily step on, Grateful for the icy blast of the Air-Conditioning. I walk towards the back and slump down in a seat near the middle next to my best friend Josh. He looks at me and smiles.

   "I know that smile, What you got for me man?" I smirk at him as I say it. "Yeah man, I got the good shit, You know Red shirt dude? Uhhh… What's dudes name… Caleb!?" He replies a bit too loud. "Dude shut the fuck up man, Don't be so damn loud! Yeah I know him, He's Cool people." I punch him in the arm for his audacity. "Chill! But yeah man, He gave us about a quarter for the price of a dime." He says, A bit quieter now. My jaw almost drops. "No way? Straight up dude? See, I knew dude was chill." I smile, knowing tonight would be fun, As all fridays are. "It's at my house man, Just drop by around Four and I'll take out the shepard." The shepard was Josh's Famous bong, Shaped like a shepards staff.

   "Sounds legit bud, You do Eubanks homework?" I ask him, Unzipping my bag because I know the answer. "Nah, Hook me up?" I hand Josh my geometry worksheet and the rest of the ride is him sloppily copying my answers.

   After about fifteen more minutes, The bus squeaks to a halt. I walk to the front, Stepping in to the March heat. Josh is behind me. "I hate North Side man, It is like, My least favorite place on planet earth." I nod in agreement. North Side was by far the worst high school in Madison County. Some kids here were scared for their lives. Luckily, I usually stayed to myself and my small group of friends.

   "See you third man." I nod and start walking to first block, Mrs. Rainwater. I get to the class thirty seconds to bell and rush to my seat. The bell rings just as I drop my bag to the floor next to me. Rainwater glares at me over her glasses, If looks could kill.

   As soon as class officially starts, I slug Gavin in the shoulder. He turns around and flips me off, We both chuckle a bit and I whisper to him, "Yo, Wanna come to Josh's later? I can hook you up, Just bring wraps, I'm out dude." He nods and bro fists me. He turns around just as Rainwater starts to write something about Iambic Pentameter on the board. I dont ever give out weed for free besides Gavin, Him and I go way back.

   I trudge through the rest of class, Getting yelled at twice for sleeping. After Rainwater pulls a bitch move and assigns homework for the weekend, The bell rings.
   I happily walk out of the class, Glad that my 10th grade year was almost over. The rest of the day goes along normally, Untill lunch. I walk in to the lunch room and buy a Dr. Pepper from the machine, After I sit down at my usual table next to Josh and Gavin. "Whats up dudes? Sucks ass that Rainwater is making us read ten fucking chapters." I open the soda and take a swig. "Nothing much, Eubanks is out, We have a sub."

   Gavin pipes in, "Yeah, and she has no idea what shes doing, We get to watch a damn movie!" He happily states. I tap Josh on the shoulder and point at his pizza, He shrugs and I take it. "Seems legit, What movie?" I take a bite and listen intently. "I don't fucking know, I just texted Lily." I shrug and finish eating my pizza. As I take my last bite, I look around. My eyes stop on some girl I've never seen before, And shes staring at me. It feels like shes staring deep in to my soul. I sort of raise my eyebrows and stare back for a moment.

   This goes on for awhile before A crash next to me startles me out of my trance. I look over and Will is picking up his laptop, I take another drink of Dr. Pepper before the bell rings.
  

  Three hours later I'm In Mrs. Eubanks class and we are watching some movie about how fast food is bad. I am half asleep as the last bell rings, signaling that the day is over. I hop up, grab my bag and walk out. I stroll out of the west campus doors and go to the bus pick up. I step on and sit next to Josh. "So is it still cool if I drop by at around four bud?" He nods and smirks, he pretends he's smoking a blunt and then goes back to staring out the window. Halfway to my house, He nudges me with his elbow, And asks, "You see Jenna's ass in those pants dude?" I snap out of my stupor and laugh, "No bro, Was it nice?" He chuckles, "Oh yeah, I got a great view in Physical Fitness, She was fucking running and I just wanted to…" I laugh louder, "You proud?" I ask sarcastically. After which he punches my arm.

   I close my front door and walk in to the living room, going in to the kitchen to snag a snack. I see something out of the corner of my eye as I'm busy ransacking the fridge. I look over my shoulder and nothing is there. I shrug and close the refridgerator door. I turn around and I walk in to my room. I drop my bag and take off my shirt, changing in to a Operation Flashpoint Dragon Rising tee. I throw on some Khakki shorts and Slide in to my DC shoes. I grab my bong and walk back in to the living room. I write a small note to my sisters. 'Gone to a friends, Be back in a couple hours. CLEAN YOUR ROOM!' I stick it to their door and walk outside.

   I bang on Josh's door a couple times before I walk in, knowing he knows full and well that its me. I walk through his kitchen in to his living room. I enter his hall and walk in to his room. He's playing Max Payne Three on is Playstation three when I walk in. He nods his head in greeting, Then He pauses his game. "Whats up broseph?" I ask him, Knowing that we're about to be Up, As in high. "Craving weed dude." He then walks to his bed, he reaches under his mattress and pulls out a zip-lock bag filled with probably the biggest amount of pot I've ever seen in one place.
   "Holy shit! For ten bucks?!" I almost yell and laugh. "See, Red shirt dude is the shit." We both walk outside and sit on his back porch, Knowing that if we smoke in his room his parents will smell it. As I'm packing my bong, I hear banging on the front door, I stand up. "Thats gotta be Gavin, one sec dude." I walk in to his house and to his door, I open the door and sure enough it's Gavin. "Dude you're gonna shit yourself when you see this shit!" I beckon him inside and shut the door. "How much is it?" He asks. "A fucking quarter bud, A quarter." His jaw also practically drops. He whips out his bong as we walk back outside. Josh has finished packing mine and his. "Thanks dude, Josh, Hook Gavin up with a dime." Josh nods and tosses the zip-lock baggie to Gavin, Who precedes to pack his bong hastily.

   Josh and I wait for him to finish before finally he's done. We all take a long, slow hit at the same time. We precede to finally smoke about half a dime each before we're to fucking high to pack our bongs. I bust out laughing at absolutely nothing, And am joined by Josh and Gavin. We sit there for a good hour before We even talk. Gavin is the first to speak, "You got any food fatass?" Josh laughs loudly at Gavins joke insult. "Yeah, But can your gay self stomach man food?" We all laugh as they fail to have any comebacks whatsoever, Before we all stand up and walk to Josh's kitchen. Josh grabs doritos (a family size bag) And I grab chex mix. Gavin takes some Cheetos and we all go to his room and play Trine 2 for an hour, Too high to really solve any puzzles.

   I stand up, "Gotta go home, I am super tired dudes." They nod and continue playing Trine. "Thanks for the weed bud." I thank Josh and walk out. I notice I have no shoes on and Go outside to grab them. I put them on and walk around the house to the front yard. I walk on the sidewalk a couple houses down before I get home. I open my front door and go to my room. I check my phone, Which I had foolishly forgotten and I listen to a voicemail from my dad explaining he and my sisters are gonna be gone for a couple days at my grandmas.

   I do a sort of victory dance in my drugged state and get up, Still suffering from the munchies. I get to my kitchen and I start boiling water for some mac' and cheese. I turn around from the stove and jump harshly. Crouching in a cat like pose is a woman. Her hands and feet are large paws with insane claws. She has almost no clothes on, But her body is covered in small patches of white fur that seems to act as coverup. Fur wraps around her tits (Which I admit are pretty nice) And her pussy is also covered. She has a patch of fur that looks like a U on her stomach. Her sharp teeth seem to stick out over her pouty and luscious lips. She has a long wavy mane of beautiful vivid blue hair that bounces lightly with her soft breathing. Her left paw is up, she seems to be kneading the air. She has a long white tail thats waving around behind her, And large cat haunches serve as her feet.

   I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out so I close it. There is a cat woman crouching about sit feet in front of me in my own home, and I'm all alone. She scares me, but in the back of my mind I know I am attracted to her. She has to be the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Suddenly she opens her mouth revealing sharp cat fangs and says, "Hi! I'm Felicia!" In a high, Succulent sing-song voice.

   I rub my eyes, Thinking the weed is messing with me. But when I open them, She's still there in front of me.

After a few more minutes of staring, She once again opens her perfect mouth to say something, "Well, Are you going to tell me your name?" I swallow and stammer a bit, "My n-names Uhh… I'm Anthony." I mentally curse myself for how High my voice sounds. "Nice to finally meet you Anthony!" She stands up, And walks with feline grace in front of me.

   "I've been here since yesterday, I was watching you." Her voice makes everything feel so happy. I furrow my brow, "Thats why I keep seeing things, And Why I felt like I was being watched last night!" She giggles, It is most possibly the most adorable sound I have ever heard. "Sorry, I had to make sure you weren't one of them."

   I eye her suspiciously, "One of who exactly?" She looks like she's thinking hard about something for a moment, Then she gets an imaginary lightbulb. "I forgot that humans in this dimension are ignorant of them. I had to make sure you weren't a She smiles. "What's a Darkstalker exactly?" I prod her for answers, My fear of her rapidly decreasing.

   are evil, They thirst for blood. We call them Darkstalkers because they never appear during daylight." She explains. "Wait, So a vampire?" I ask. "I don't know what that is, But you may call them what you wish Anthony." I love the way her voice is, The way her tongue pronounces every syllable of Anthony.

   Suddenly I feel a sharp burning on the back of my hand, I turn around and see that my water has boiled over the brim. I cringe at the slight burn on my hand. After I turn off the stove, I turn back around to Felicia, Who seems to be entertaining herself by batting a bug she found with her large paws. I can't help but smile at the adorable scene before me.

   "You said you were from another dimension?" I interrupt her game after a few more seconds, Much to Felicia's dismay. "Yes, Well… Not necessarily. I'm from a parallel universe. It differs slightly from yours in a few key aspects." She looks at me with her big saphire blue eyes. "Oh, And what are these key aspects?" I stare into hers. "Well, The most crucial, And Probably most easily noticable, Is that cross-species reproduction is possible. As you can see I'm a living testament." She puts on a big smile.

   "Well, I probably still wouldn't have guessed it, Anything else?" I rub my burn, Noticing that it will probably leave a decent sized mark. "Well, The Darkstalkers have chosen my universe as their own, Mostly due to my universes four hour days, And twenty hour nights." She returns to a crouching position.

   "Sounds different for sure." I say absent-mindedly as my eyes begin to wander. I slowly look at her body, from her tits with the small patches of white fur that hides her nipples, down to her toned and slightly muscular abdomen. When my eyes reach her pussy, I notice I'm staring and Snap my eyes back to her's. "I uhh… Sorry." I say with my cheeks flushed. "It's fine, Just dont let it happen again." She says in her cute high voice. It almpst sounds like teasing, But I know I'm surely hearing something thats not there.

   I look at the clock on my microwave and see that its half past eleven. "Shit, We've been talking a long time!" I exclaim. "Yet there is still much to explain Anthony. You should sleep, I think I've chosen you. If I don't change my mind, Then you have a long day ahead of you." I nod and start to walk to my room, My high completely gone. "Good night Felicia." I say and then continue to my room.
  My eyes open, My ears tingling at the disturbance. A soft mewling noise is coming from somewhere in the house. I stand up and tip-toe to my door, As I open it, I swear I can hear the silent hinges creak. I continue my silent venture through my house, When I locate the source of the mewing. It's my living room. 'Must be Felicia.' I think to myself.

  I see her, Writhing around on the living room floor. She seems to be having a nightmare. I watch silently for about a minute before I dare taking a step closer. Felicia is asleep, she wears a frustrated expression. I notice that her tail is wrapped up to her stomach and is lightly flicking and nuzzling her pussy. I almost choke on the air I'm breathing when I realize it, Felicia is in heat!

   I watch her sub-consiously rub her pussy with her tail in a desperate attempt to sate the aching in her loins. 'She must have been hiding it when we had our talk!'
   I'm about to walk away when I get a mischevious thought. I cautiously reach out my hand, After about a minute of inching my hand to her pussy, I finally feel her fur. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. I continue to softly rub my hand in her fur, 'This isn't a bush, This is just beautiful.' I touch her slit accidentally with my hand, After she mews a bit louder, I gain more confidence and slowly trace her pussy slit with my finger. I make the mistake of sliding my middle finger in her pussy, And then I get a surprise.

   Felicia meows and pounces on me, Her hot rough tongue licking my face. "Please, Help me?" She purrs into my ear over and over. She starts sliding her tail along her clit and then she kisses me deeply. Time stops as I return her kiss, I don't care about anything but her lips, Her soft full lips pressing into mine. We continue passionately kissing for a few minutes before her tongue demands entry. I happily allow it and roll my tongue on hers, our tongues raging war for control, Neither losing nor winning.

   I feel incomplete as she breaks the kiss, I look into her beautiful eyes. Her expression is one of passion, And intense lust. She reaches her soft paw to my pants, Fumbling with my zipper. I help her, Smiling at her confused expression. I expect her to use her paws, but instead, She reaches her tail around her and wraps it around my rock hard cock. The fur of her tail is softer than silk and she starts to jack me off with her tail. I moan deeply at this brand new sensation and I'm about to already cum. She licks the head of my dick with her scratchy cat tongue and I can no longer hold it in.

   I gush several spurts of hot thick cum onto her tongue and face. She makes a cute mew noise as I blow my load, Cumming harder than I've ever cum in my life. After several more salty ropes of my steaming seed, I'm finally finished. My cock is so sensitive that when she licks the cum that leaked onto the head of my dick I shudder violently. I lay there, Catching my breath as she cleans all my cum from my dick and her face.

   "You're so good Anthony, Your cum tastes like a salty tuna!" She purrs deeply, Licking her lips and fangs (Which she hadn't nicked me with yet) I smile, "You can have all you want." I pull her into a long tight hug. I don't know why, I just feel like her in my arms is what makes me whole.

  She meows again, "Anthony, My pussy… It needs to be filled!" She whimpers and flicks my cock with her tail. "I think I can help you with that, kitten." I smirk, The nickname kitten is just perfect!

Suddenly my eyes open. I sit up and look around my room, I rub my eyes. Then it hits me, It was a dream. 'I just fucked a cat woman in my head!' I think to myself. I feel relieved, but in the back of my mind, I also feel dissapointment. It's as if I'm acting, pretending to fool myself. I'm crestfallen, but I don't want to believe it. I shake my head to clear my thoughts, 'I can't get hung up on that dream. It's natural to have dreams, I didn't want to have that one!'
  
   I press my feet to the floor. I stand up and take a few moments to stretch. 'God, If I had tried to go and touch her pussy, I don't even want to think of what those… Those claws could do!' I start my clumsy walk to my bathroom.

   After I'm finished trying to make myself look presentable, I decide I had better go see what Felicia was getting at by "Long day." I open my door and step into my living room. Felicia was again in her crouching position, (of which I'm assuming is her favorite,) staring out the window. "What are you looking at?" I ask. She continues to just stare out the window, as if she didn't hear me. After a few more moments of what to me was an akward silence, She replies, "I'm wrapping my head around the fact that the sun is in the sky, and has been for over four hours."

   I stand there, momentarily confused by her words. Then her words sound through my head, "Four hour days and twenty hour nights." I walk over next to her, my dream long forgotten somehow. "We have over twelve hour days, It's always been like this." I tell her. "I know, I noticed when I was watching you over the past few days. I just still seem to be amazed by it." She replies.

   I smirk, "You're amazed by the sun, but you're just perfectly okay with being in a boys house, in another universe? Seems a bit odd." I say the last part slightly under my breath. She looks at me and says bluntly, "Well, this universe isn't very different. As for being in your house, I know you couldnt harm me even if you wanted to."

   I'm slightly taken aback by her words, 'The only reason she chose me, Is that I present no threat to her!' I think. "Why are you here?" I ask her. For some reason I am becoming more and more angry. "I was sent here because it is rumoured that in this universe, the only thing that could ever do harm to a Darkstalker other than light, Still exists." She explains. "Thank you for that, But I mean't why did you choose my house?" I ask, Still seeing red.

   "I didn't. Apparently when I was sent through the dimensional rift, The D.R.M. had created the end portal here, In your living room Anthony." She answers my question. Even though I am a bit confused at what a D.R.M. was, I still had to stop the shudder when she said Anthony. "What is a D.R.M.?" I ask. "The D.R.M. is a device that allows you to travel to any parallel universe or dimension that you know. Sadly, The last Deredium shard was used to create the rift that got me here. So if I can't find the Dextruit, And get more Deredium, I'm forever stuck in this universe." She explains.

   My anger leaves me as I realize that I'm not special, I don't even play a part in any of this. My conceited nature had convinced me into believing that Felicia was here to tell me I was different, That I had some power over others. In reality, Felicia is the one who should be angry, Her portal led her to just some stoner high schooler, And that stoner is the only person she has. I don't even ask what the hell a Dextruit is before I change the subject. "Are you hungry?" I ask Felicia as I walk into the kitchen. Her tail perks up at the thought of food.
   I stood there in the kitchen, Inspecting my cupboard. "What do you want to eat?" I ask Felicia, Who is crouching next to me. "I enjoy meat, fish, and apples." She states simply. I close my cupboard, as I keep everything she listed in the refridgerator. I open the fridge door; Scanning the shelves for anything that Felicia might find edible.

   After a few more minutes of searching, I come up with two apples that had to of been in there for at least three weeks, half a box of frozen fish sticks, and two drumsticks without skin from KFC. "I'm sorry I don't have anything better than this, But I still have a good hundred dollars from my check. We can go shoppi- Err… I can go shopping for you later today." I say, pausing when I remember that to most people a cat-girl isn't normal. "Thank you, but what is a dollar?" She asks, a confused expression etched on her face. "A dollar is money, we buy things with dollars." I answer. "Oh, so currency in this universe is called dollars? In mine, we refer to currency as oullos. I usually have to hunt for my food, as I never have a single oullo." She states.

   "Why don't you ever have money?" I ask with a concerned look. are looked down upon in my universe. Mutts aren't aloud to work to support themselves, and are restricted to different stores." She answers. I'm shocked at her words, and how casually she says them. "Why?" I reply. "It's shameful to mate with animals in my universe. It is even outlawed in some sections." She says. "Thats strange, if inter-species reproduction is possible, then why is it looked down upon?" I ask. "Well, it wasn't discovered until recently that humans and animals could successfully produce offspring. When Ryan Carter first had a daughter with a female wolf, he was deemed demon spawn. It's in humans nature to fear the unknown, to despise the unnatural. Difference has always been hated. Ever since then, most of the population have shunned mutts. Some people even hate us enough to murder whole families of inter-breeds; No laws state that the murder of "Mutts" is illegal, and the hierarchy refuses to pass a law that gives inter-breeds the same rights as humans." She explains.

   I stand there, stunned by her words. Is it really our nature to just murder sentient beings because they're different? Is it our way to shun and outcast those that aren't the same? I stand there for a few more moments, rage at my own race bubbling inside me. "I… I'm sorry." I manage to say. "Thank you, I've learned that I'm not as good as a human. You don't have to care about my feelings." She replies apologetically as if she's the one doing something wrong. "I know you're not as good as a human. You're better! You have the strength and speed of a feline, and the brain of a human! Humans in your universe should be grateful that they can reproduce with other species, not hate anyone who does. I am trully sorry that you had to grow up in that world, I wish I could help but I can't, so please at least accept my apology." I tell her, my voice is loud and forceful.

   "I do Anthony. Do not be sorry for something you didn't cause and cannot change. It doesn't matter that I am part feline, I still enjoy being alive and try to do good in this world. Chance is not what forges our destiny, our choices do." She says, her beautiful eyes locked onto mine. I look into her eyes, repressing the urge to hug the perfect creature that crouches but inches from me.

  *Beep* *Beep* *Beep* The loud noise of the oven sounds and breaks our silent staring contest. "Your fish sticks are done!" I feign a happy voice. Her tail once again perks up at the mention of food. "Yay!" She exclaims in her cute voice. I walk to my oven, grabbing the oven-mits before I pull the baking sheet layered with Felicia's meal. I set the baking sheet on the counter to let the fish sticks cool, then I place a plate with the two drumsticks inside the microwave. I set the timer to a minute and thirty seconds and turn around. Felicia is busy pawing at the fish sticks. I laugh, "What are you doing?" She jumps and blushes, returning to her crouch position. "They have to cool down, or else you could have them now!" I say and chuckle a bit more. "Why are they hot?" She asks. "Food is better warm in most circumstances. Have you never had warm food?" I reply. "Not that I can remember, I always have to hunt for my food." She tells me. I remember that she told me she never had money.

   The microwave beeps and I take out the chicken, setting it on the countertop next to the baking sheet. I pull out a plate and set all of the fish sticks on one side and place the drumsticks on the other. I pull out a knife and proceed to slice the apples into wedges. I put the apple slices onto a seperate plate and I hold the plates out to her. She stares at them for a moment and then looks down at her hands, "Ummm… Could you carry them for me please?" She asks me, embarrassed. "Of course!" I answer, mentally cursing myself for forgetting that she has paws.

   I carry the plates into the living room and I set them on the small coffee-table. "Eat up!" I say happily. Felicia akwardly sits slash crouches on my couch, constantly readjusting herself. "Would you prefer the floor Felicia?" I ask as politely as I can. "Yes please." She answers, her face relieved. I pick up the plates and set them on the floor. "There you go." I say, hoping she's comfortable. Felicia crouches in front of her food and leans her head down to catch a fish stick in her mouth. She delicately places both of her paws onto the portion outside of her mouth and holds it. I can tell she's restraining herself with me standing over p watching, so I retire to the kitchen to make myself a toasted pop-tart.

   After about ten minutes of standing in the kitchen nibbling on my pop-tart to give Felicia time to eat, I step into the living room to find Felicia has cleaned her plate. She's crouching to the side of her plate licking her paw. "Was it good?" I ask her hopefully. She looks up from her task, a gleam in her saphire eye, "Very! The best thing I've ever eaten!" She exclaims happily. I let out a sigh of relief. I stand there watching Felicia clean her paws, the rythmic bobbing of her head as her tongue wets her fur entrances me. Suddenly I realize I'm staring and look away.

   "Now what?" I ask. She finishes her bath and looks at me, "May I take a small nap?" She asks me. "Of course! You can sleep in my bed if you like." I reply. "Thank you. Where is your bed?" She says. I beckon her to follow me and I walk into the hall and into my room. "There it is." I point to my bed. "Thank you." She does her graceful little half crawl half walk and hops onto my bed. She gets comfortable and curls up. "I'm gonna go shopping, I'll be back soon okay?" I tell her. "I will be here." She assures me, then closes her big pretty eyes.

   I close the door and leave my house. I begin my walk to the store and run through todays events in my head.

   To Be Continued….

 
  

story by: UrbanSolstice

Tags: fiction school blowjob consensual sex erotica male/female cum swallowing romance bestiality teen oral sex female solo sex story

Author: UrbanSolstice

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