"Lisa_s Awakening" - читать интересную книгу автора (Harrison Kevin)

Chapter 2

Paul woke up at eight the following morning, feeling refreshed and ready to Work. He showered and shaved and breakfasted quickly, and was at his desk before nine. He became immediately absorbed in his work, refusing to allow himself to even glance out the window toward the swimming pool.

Nevertheless, he was instantly aware when the little girl came out of her father's back door. Again he found himself incapable of taking his eyes off her lovely little body.

Instead of the yellow bikini, Lisa today was wearing a very short sun-dress of a thin knit material. There were big circles cut out under the arms, and the dress only came to the tops of her slender thighs. But it was clingy enough to show the gentle curve of her immature breasts.

Paul watched as Lisa dawdled for a moment by the pool. She leaned over and looked into the water, and her short dress inched up in the back, treating Paul to a glimpse of her white nylon panties stretched across the round cheeks of-her ass. Then she turned around and walked straight up and knocked on Paul's veranda door.

Paul opened the door for her. "Come in, Lisa," he said. "How did you like Disneyland?"

"Oh, I loved it! I just loved it!" Lisa bubbled.

They walked into the kitchen, Lisa bouncing with excitement as she told Paul about her adventures at the amusement park. "I made Daddy take me on all the scary rides, some of them twice! I just loved the jungle ride! Can I have some orange juice?"

Lisa sat on a stool while Paul went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of juice. The stool was high, like a bar stool, and when Lisa put her bare heels on the rung, it brought her knees up and her skirt fell away, revealing her white bikini panties.

Paul handed her the orange juice, and sat down on a chair in front of her. He knew he had selected his position for the best view between the little girl's legs. She kept talking about the park, her animated little body squirming on the stool. Paul tried not to stare where the white nylon stretched across her soft little sex place, but the white length of her open thighs kept pulling his eyes back to her crotch.

"This afternoon we're gonna go for a boat ride out on the ocean!" Lisa continued. "We're gonna try to catch some big fish! Maybe we'll catch one we can eat! Do you ever go fishing in the ocean?"

"Not very often," Paul admitted.

"How come you don't have to go to work?" she continued. "Do you work here at home?"

"Yes, I work right there, at the desk in the other room." Lisa hopped off the stool and ran into the living room, Paul following.

"What's this?" she said, leaning over the computer terminal.

Paul leaned over her, feeling the warmth from her little body. "It's a computer terminal," he said.

"That's a computer?" she asked.

"Not a whole computer. The computer is really big, and it's a long ways away, in another building. That terminal is connected to it, like with telephone wires."

"Oh, Lisa leaned over closer, and Paul moved, closer behind her, until he could feel his upper thighs pressing against her round warm ass. "Well, could we talk to it, if we wanted to?"

"We could, if we had anything to say." Paul reached around the little girl and flipped on the terminal switch. His arm brushed her bare shoulder, and he could feel her soft blond hair brush his face. It smelled clean and fresh.

"Say Something to it!" Lisa squealed. She bounced up and down on her toes with excitement, and her round ass rubbed against Paul's thighs and his genitals. He was very much enjoying being so close to this little girl, and he wanted to prolong the contact.

"Okay. Watch the screen." Paul reached around her. His arm brushed against the swelling bud of her little breast, and she made no attempt to move away. Paul cradled his left arm loosely around her waist and typed out the standard a dress code.

The little television screen over the keyboard flashed snow for a second and then read out: