Just to let you know, there is drug use in this story. Drugs are bad....lada lada lada, blah blah blah...and all that stuff. But if you don't like drug use, then don't read this story if you might get offended. And yes, there is dialect with a minor in this story, but it isn't erotic and has no bearing on the sexual nature of this story, so don't give me any shit. Thank you, and enjoy!
"You like her, don't you?" Dave asked me.
"Well yeah, she's hot!" I exclaimed.
Misha, my little sister's babysitter, is hot! She is 24 and goes to the local college. My parents finally stopped asking me to babysit my little sister when I told them I needed a life on Fridays. So for almost 4 months now, Misha's been baysitting Dana on Fridays so my parents can go out with friends or co-workers.
"Nah, it's more than that. I've seen you around her." He said, he took another drag from the joint in his hand. Hiding out in his car during lunch period has it's drawbacks, I always get stuck talking about girls with Dave. "I can tell you got your eyes on her, and you talk about her all the time. It's cool, you don't need to lie to a brother."
I laughed at his remark and took the joint from his hand. "She's too old for me, besides, she goes to college, I bet she's got a boyfriend......or better yet, a girlfriend!"
We laughed and finished off the joint, grabbed our backpacks and headed to our classes.
"Want to spend the night tonight? I hear that Linda is having a party while her parents are away to New York again." We walked into the corridoor that led to our classrooms.
"Yeah, sounds cool," he said and headed to his classroom. "Meet me at my car after school and we'll head over to my house."
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I can't stand Economics.
I always end up staring off at the white board and think about something...anything to keep from dying of boredom. Now, I'm thinking about Misha.
Mmmm, Misha.... Her long dark hair and green eyes. She is so hot! She has the nicest body too, her long slender legs....I caught a glimpse of her once lounging by my pool a few weeks ago when she watching Dana.
Misha was in a red two piece bikini and was laying on her stomach keeping an eye on Dana. I starred at her from my bedroom window and jerked off. I watched her smooth on sun block and roll over to her back and I kept an eye on her tits while I came.
I know that she has idea that I like her cause she always brushes against me when she needs something in the kitchen and I'm sitting there on the phone. Or one time, I was watching TV and she got Dana off to sleep, she sat next to me on the couch.
We have such a big couch, a love seat, and a recliner, she had so many other spots to sit, and she sat next to me! Her hand brushed against my leg and she said that she was hot, she took off her sweater and sat next to me in a tank top and her pajama bottoms. Ohhh....she knows.....oh god, I know that she does.
RING!!!!!!
Finally! I thought. I put on my backpack and shuffled out the doors with everyone else. I headed to Dave's car and waited for him, he showed up a few minutes later, running. "Come on, get in, get in!" he was yelling.
I scrambled into his car and he started it up, his tires screeched as he pulled out. "What the fuck is going on, man?!" I shouted at him as he peeled out of the parking lot.
"I think Principal Levy saw me giving Tommy some pot after class...I didn't want to wait to find out!" he manuvered his car around some freshman who were about to cross the street and sped off towards his house. "Damn, that would have sucked if she caught me!"
"You think?"
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"So you ever going to make a move on Misha?" Dave asked. He was undressing in his bathroom but the door was a open a crack. He'd decided to take a quick shower before heading to my house and then to the party.
"Nah, she'd probably tell my parents." I thumbed through a magazine that was in Dave's side table. 'Big Boobed Bitches' was the title. "Ewww, that's just wrong!" I said about a picture of a woman with tits so big that two men held up each side with both hands.
Dave came out of his bathroom drying off his hair with a towel. He then tied his shoes and put a few clothes into his backpack. "Do we need to do any studying this weekend?" he asked.
"Do we ever study, man?" I asked with a smile and kept turning the pages of the magazine. Finally disgusted, I tossed it on his bed.
"But if your parents ask, I want to be prepared and not feel like an idiot." He picked up his english book from his desk and put it in his backpack. "We're studying for an english test, okay?"
"Alright. They know I need the help." I stood up and we headed out his room, crossing down the hall, we passed his twin sisters room. Her door was open and she was laying on her bed talking on the phone.
"I'm staying the night at Jason's," he said as he went down the stairs. I followed closely behind and we went out the front door to his car.
"Do you thinik Misha smokes pot?" he asked as we headed to my house.
"Don't think so, she doesn't seem the type, does she?" I said rolling down my window to air it out from the quick joint we'd have before heading to my house. I never smoke pot at home, too risky.
"Maybe she's one of those college girls that seem uptight but really let loose when they party. Get her to drink tonight after Dana's gone to bed....see how she is."
Dave pulled into my drive way and turned off his car. We both had noticed Misha's car in the driveway when we arrived and new my parents were already gone.
I opened the front door and we walked in.
"I gotta go piss man, want to play some Halo when I'm done?" he asked heading up the stairs.
"Only if you wash your hands first, sicko." I said laughing. I walked to the kitchen and found Dana making a sandwich with Misha watching. "Hey lil' sis, how was school?"
"Good...Brian hit me at lunch recess, so I kicked him where it counts!" she said with a smile. She put the sandwich makings back in the fridge and trotted out of the kitchen with her sandwich in her hand. "I'm gonna go watch TV in the living room!" she called back.
"Alright!" Misha called back. "How was school today, Jason?" she asked. "Want me to make you a snack?"
