KoKopeLLi68
04-21-2003, 3:59 PM
Sometimes in life you get lucky. Then sometimes, you're just plain unlucky. But then, in a small fraction of times, you're both. Sadly enough, I'm a person who's both all the time. Something good happens to me, but then there's a negative reciporical for the action. Now of course, these times do vary. What I mean by that is that sometimes something good can happen, and then there's a small price to pay. For example, last week I found a 100 dollar bill but tripped and scraped my arm piking it up, which is a very small price to pay for $100. But in this story that I'm about to tell you, it's the opposite. Something good happens, and then my world falls apart.
I'm 14, and my sister is 2 years older then me. That means 2 things. On the bright side, she always brings home all her friends, who are the hottest girls in the world. But, it also means that there's always just another bitch in the house. But 1 girl was different. She was really pretty, and she didn't treat me like crap. In fact, she was very nice to me and liked it when I would tag along if they went out. Naturally I was in love. Luckily for me, she was my sisters best friend so I was seeing her almost everyday. As time went on, we became closer, and I became more and more attracted to her. I loved her body. She had the perfect tits, not too big and not too small, and she had a flat stomach, also a cute face. But I was always drawn to her legs. I tell you, she was about 5'3" but her legs were so long. Beautifully sculpted and tanned to a honny glaze, they led up to a nice ass. But they also led to something else. Her feet. That was the 1 thing about her that I couldn't stand. I never saw them. I knew that they had to be perfect because she was, but until I had seen them I couldn't be sure.
Well, as my luck would have it, whenever she would come in, her shoes would stay on. If she went into the pool she wouldn't wear sandals, but sneakers and she wouldn't take them off until right before she got in. Now an easy solution would have been to just go in with her, but I'm not in the best shape and I feared that she wouldn't like me if she saw me in a bathing suit. I was shit out of luck. One day, I thought I had her. It was raining and she had stepped in mud, so she had to take her shoes off. Finally, it was the moment I had waited for, I knew that she was wearing socks, but at least I would have a good idea about the shape of them. "Kenny, get the phone its daddy!" my mother yelled. I couldn't believe that I had to leave, but I did. I carried on a 10 secod conversation, then ran downstairs to catch my glimpse.
Sitting on them. She was fucking sitting on her feet. I couldn't believe that I didn't even see her socks. Flustered, I began my trip upstairs when I had an idea. I figured that if I stayed by her shoes in a stake-out long enough, she would have to be up to put them on and leave at some point, but that would take too long. Then, it hit me. Her shoes. I ran down and asked when she was leaving. It was then that I was informed that she was sleeping over and her mother would be by shortly with a change of clothes and pajamas for her. I then went upstairs as my then brilliant plan started to unravel...
I'm 14, and my sister is 2 years older then me. That means 2 things. On the bright side, she always brings home all her friends, who are the hottest girls in the world. But, it also means that there's always just another bitch in the house. But 1 girl was different. She was really pretty, and she didn't treat me like crap. In fact, she was very nice to me and liked it when I would tag along if they went out. Naturally I was in love. Luckily for me, she was my sisters best friend so I was seeing her almost everyday. As time went on, we became closer, and I became more and more attracted to her. I loved her body. She had the perfect tits, not too big and not too small, and she had a flat stomach, also a cute face. But I was always drawn to her legs. I tell you, she was about 5'3" but her legs were so long. Beautifully sculpted and tanned to a honny glaze, they led up to a nice ass. But they also led to something else. Her feet. That was the 1 thing about her that I couldn't stand. I never saw them. I knew that they had to be perfect because she was, but until I had seen them I couldn't be sure.
Well, as my luck would have it, whenever she would come in, her shoes would stay on. If she went into the pool she wouldn't wear sandals, but sneakers and she wouldn't take them off until right before she got in. Now an easy solution would have been to just go in with her, but I'm not in the best shape and I feared that she wouldn't like me if she saw me in a bathing suit. I was shit out of luck. One day, I thought I had her. It was raining and she had stepped in mud, so she had to take her shoes off. Finally, it was the moment I had waited for, I knew that she was wearing socks, but at least I would have a good idea about the shape of them. "Kenny, get the phone its daddy!" my mother yelled. I couldn't believe that I had to leave, but I did. I carried on a 10 secod conversation, then ran downstairs to catch my glimpse.
Sitting on them. She was fucking sitting on her feet. I couldn't believe that I didn't even see her socks. Flustered, I began my trip upstairs when I had an idea. I figured that if I stayed by her shoes in a stake-out long enough, she would have to be up to put them on and leave at some point, but that would take too long. Then, it hit me. Her shoes. I ran down and asked when she was leaving. It was then that I was informed that she was sleeping over and her mother would be by shortly with a change of clothes and pajamas for her. I then went upstairs as my then brilliant plan started to unravel...