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After that fight Alisa had with her parents, she stormed out of the house upset, depressed, and angry as all hell. She had no where to go, and nothing she could do. She was on foot and it was starting to get late, “I can’t believe this, what am I going to do? No coat, no long sleeves, and no transportation. I swear to god this night can’t any worse!” Just as she rounded the corner it got worse, very worse. It started to rain and of course what’s rain with out wind? “Great! Just great! It’s raining and windy and freezing cold! Now I know it can’t get worse...” just then the lightning struck, “I have to stop opening my mouth!” she walked through Lincoln Shire and into main town Crete. She was walking up to Cal’s, the local restaurant, hoping their pay phone worked. “At least this way I can get food shelter and call for help” she said to herself as she walked up Exchange Street. She was almost there when a car pulled up next to her honking it’s horn. “Hey, Alisa!” a bushy brunette yelled from the passenger side window, “Where are you going? You need a ride?” Alisa walked up to the passenger side window, “Andy! Hey, I’m fine I’m fine it’s just...well, family and me had this big fight, and I don’t have anywhere to go.” Andy got out of the car and closed his door. He walked closer to Alisa and started to speak, “Are you ok? I mean they didn’t kick you out or hurt you did they?” she bit at her lip and pulled her hair back. She slowly lift her head to look him in the eyes, “to be honest I don’t even know!” He opened his arms and gave her a hug, “Don’t worry it’ll be ok...just hold on a sec!” he slipped away and drifted back to the car. He started talking to the driver. Alisa assumed it was his dad, then he opened the rear door, “Come on, get in. My dad said it’s cool. You can chill at my house tonight.” She smiled and walked over to the car, ”WoW, thank you. You don’t understand how much this means to me.” She slowly got in and to her surprise so did Andy. “I thought you would be sitting in the front seat?” he slammed the door and turned to her, “No, I’d rather be here with you. I mean in case you need to talk.” She didn’t argue or complain. As they pulled up in his driveway Andy started to speak, “Home, sweet home!” he smiled and opened the door, “Let’s go inside, I’ll show my room.” She got out and followed him into the house. They walked into a room, a very masculine room. “This is cool, I approve,” she nodded and followed him as he sat down on his bed. “Well I’m glad you like it because you stuck here with me.” Alisa almost dropped to the floor, “What? Why?” she was completely nervous now, “I mean it’s no big deal. I’ll be happy to sleep on the couch.” He kicked off his shoes and turned on the TV, “Sorry, my mom would flip if she knew you were here.” He flipped on the radio and laid back on the bed. Alisa just stared, he was 5’5”, with the most gorgeous Chocolate eyes, and incredible features. “Alisa take a seat, it’s cool. I don’t bite...unless you want me too!” he smiled and laughed as she crossed the room to opposite side of the bed. She sat down slowly, and started watching the TV. Andy glanced her way, looking her over. Her dark blonde hair, blue eyes, and curvy figure made him want her even more then before. “You know you should get out of those wet clothes. I mean you’ll catch a cold or something.” He got up and walked over to his dresser and grabbed out some shorts and T-shirt, ”Here will this help?” he handed her the clothes. “Yeah, Thanks!” she got up to ask where the bathroom was, but got caught off guard by his arm as it wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. He leaned over and kissed her, gentle but passionate. Alisa ran her hand up his back and into his hair, pulling him closer. He leaned forward, lowering her onto the bed, as he made his way down the soft slope of her neck. She started to run her hands up his chest, removing his Grey hoody and revealing his shapely chest. He pushed her further onto the bed and climb on top, straddling her waist. He stopped and started to stare into her eyes. “You know I’ve always liked you.” He lowered his head and kissed her neck. Then began to run his hands up her sides, disposing of her wet shirt. He started running kisses down her neck to her chest. He reached behind her and loosened her bra, as he trailed kisses over her large plump mounds. Then he slowly took her into his mouth, one nipple at a time. He started to move lower, but Alisa intercepted by rolling him over. Now she was the one in charge, “I always did like it on top better.” She smiled shyly and began to kiss down his neck and down to his chest, “did I ever tell you how much I liked you?” He shook his head no and rubbed his hands up her sides. She lowered her head kissing him deeply, sensually. “I’m also obsessed with a guy’s chest, but don’t really know why.” He smiled and ran his arms up her spine, “You know what, can I ask you a question?” Alisa rose her head to meet his and nodded her head. He slowly sat up, taking her with him as she wrapped her legs around his waist, “Well, I was wondering if I could just hold you tonight? You know no funny stuff.” He looked into his eyes and smiled, “Of course.” Andy reached over and grabbed the T-shirt that he placed on the bed and pulled it over Alisa’s head. Then they laid in each other’s arms all night...

Andy gripped the wheel of his car as she her leg over his, straddling him. He buried his hand in her hair, molding his fingers against her scalp and gave into the temptation that plagued him all day. The taste of her warm flesh scattered all rational thought. Her lips clung to his, inviting him to drink deeper. She stroked her fingers against his neck, her touch trailing fire against his bare skin. Hungry to taste more, he kissed from the edge of her mouth to the delicate line of her jaw. Her breath rasped in his ear in small gusts. Sliding his hand through her hair, he teased his tongue along the shell of her neck. She moaned with pleasure causing him to sweep his tongue along the wet, slick heat of her mouth. Without interrupting the kiss, she slid off her shirt, her breasts pressed against his manly chest, her silk-covered sex riding his erection. He splayed his hands across the feminine curve of her back, pressing her tightly to him, her breasts sliding against his hoody. He slid his hands along her stockinged legs, stroking the fishnet clad length until he found the top of her thigh highs. He groaned as he reached bare thighs, then the plump rounded fullness of her silk covered buttocks beneath the edge of her skirt. He gripped her, tugging her closer to the hard length that begged to be freed. His mouth lowered over her taunt breasts, she moaned against the heated core of his mouth as he slowly played with her nipples. Alisa slid her arms around Andy's neck and leaned into him, rubbing her pelvis against the hard line of his penis, Alisa started to take off Andy's hoody with one hand, and unbutton his jeans with the other. His hand slowly made its way back to her thighs and up to her wet heat. She gasped as he slid his fingers through her moist curls and into her center. She began to "play" with his newly freed sex, running her hands up the hard length of him, caressing him, teasing him. Andy pulled Alisa on top of his waiting sex. Slowly he entered her, filling her deeply. Alisa slowly rocked back and forth against his sizzling body. Andy slowly lifted her up and down, she moaned with pleasure and lowered her head to his neck. She began kissing him, running her tongue down his neck to his chest. She started nibbling at him, kissing him, indulging in his sweet aroma. Then suddenly she tightened up her heated core, sending him into a deep rush of pleasure, but not before she was left screaming out his name..."Oh Andy...Oh God, Andy...Yes, Yes, Oh Yes!"

After a long day at school Alisa was happy that she got to spend the night with Andy. He was so sweet and so cute; she melted every time she thought about him. Every moment she spent with him only made her more attracted to him. Alisa slowly stepped up to the door and knocked. Andy answered the door with a bright smile, "hey babe, how's it going?" "Well, my day was horrible and apparently I'm a slut too!" Alisa felt a comforting arm encircle her petite waist as she walked into his room. "I don't know about that sweetheart, but either way I'm not complaining." He said with a sly smile. Alisa gazed up into the soft, warm brown eyes of her companion and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "No complaints here, either." She said as she nuzzled her nose against his right ear, then slowly, she kissed down his jaw line and he moaned softly as she reached the sweet skin of his neck. She peppered it lightly with kisses. Her tongue darted out as she tasted his soft, sweet skin. Andy sighed at the touch, and gently caressed her back as she continued kissing her way down to his chest. Andy slowly leaned back, allowing both of them to fall onto his couch. "ohhhh," she moaned, as he gently ran his fingers through her silky blonde hair while she continued her way down his body, moving downward kissing her way closer to his chest. "I Love You'" she whispered, contently, then continued peppering kisses over every inch of his flesh. A few minutes and several pieces of clothing later, growing ever more aroused in blissful anticipation, Alisa started to play with Andy's manly nipple and sucked it into her hot, moist mouth. Andy smiled up at her and bit playfully at her nipple as he raised her over his awaiting sex. She ached to be filled by him, to feel him deep within her. He slowly pulled her hips down onto his long, hard penis. Alisa grabbed onto his Andy's shoulders as he slowly moved inside her. She moaned loudly, "Oh Andy, I Love the way you Please me!" Her skin was tingling all over as he slowly started to speed up the pace. Faster and faster, he entered her over and over, causing all rational thought to fade away. All of a sudden it hit, THE POINT OF NO RETURN! He trust hard and deep as she began to scream, "Oh, yes, Andrew, Oh, Andy, Yes, Yes, Yes!"

...Alisa's eyes opened slowly. Andy's face, very close to her own, filled her field of vision. His chocolate eyes glittered in the shadowy light, soft features against a slight smile. She stared up at him, studying the strong lines of his brow and chin, his brown eyes, square jaw and wide, soft mouth. Then he lifted his hand and softly pushed a lock of her hair off her cheek...and she knew she wasn't dreaming. This was real, too real for her peace of mind. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to fall asleep." She murmured "you looked so peaceful, I didn't want to wake you" he reported with a smile, "I just couldn't help but watch you. You look like an angel when you sleep, you know that?" He was seated on the edge of the couch, near her hip, and leaning over her. His gaze met hers, and she couldn't look away, feeling only vaguely aware of the moment that his hand cmae down to rest on the curve of her waist. Alisa thought to sit up and move away, but she felt so frozen in place. She felt as if everything was suddenly moving at a superslow pace. Even her words seemed delayed as she tried to speak. "It must be late," she said finally. Andy made no move to check the time, and she wondered if he had even heard her. His gaze moved slowly over her face, studying her, feature by feature, as if seeing her for the first time. "I probubly ought to go," she whispered. "probubly," he replied in a low, husky tone. His hand moved from her hair to cup her cheek, and before Alisa could utter a single word, his mouth met hers in a deep, hungry kiss. The touch of his lips to hers started out as a sensual savoring. Alisa's senses reeled with pleasure. All logical thought was totally short-circuited as Andy's supple lips teased and tasted, coaxing her full response. Her hands automatically rose up to his firm muscles and warm skin under her fingertips instantly melted her last resistance. She made a small moan in the back of her throat, a sound of half pleasure, half surrender. She felt his response as his arms moved tightly around her, his kiss srowing deeper. Their passion accelerated instantly, from zero to one hundred in a millisecond. It was as if a mysterious switch, hidden somewhere deep inside, had been flipped. Her mouth opened easily under his probing tongue, and her arms wound around his powerful shoulders. She felt him move next to her on the couch and she shifted over, so that he stretched out next to her, their legs and arms and tongues entwined. The kiss that had begun so tenderly grew bolder. Hungry and intense, a knockout sensual punch that sent Alisa's senses spinning. His embrace tightened as his tongue plagued into her mouth, sliding seductively against her own. His large, strong hands glided down her satin-covered back, sweeping over her waist and hips, then down to cup her bottom, pulling her closer to his heat. Then his warm lips left her mouth and wandered in a scintillating path down the column of her throat. His hand glided up over her soft curves and gently cupped her throbbing breast. What was happening here? She wondered vaguely as she kissed back. Far all the months and all the intimacy she'd shared with her past boyfriends, she had never been kissed like this. And never once had she felt this way in any man's arms. So vibrantly alive, so sensual, so unihibited. Then suddenly, as if remembering himself, Andy lifted his head. "Alisa..." he murmured in surprise. He dropped his head against her shoulder and took a deep breath. "I shouldn't have done that," he admitted in a harsh whisper. Then with some effort they pulled away from each other. Alisa grabbed her coat. "I came here to help you, I didn't mean to cause more problems." "I know that," Andy said. He believed it, too. "I'm sorry Andy," she still felt shaken. Shaken to the core. His merest touch had sent her up in flames. She suddenly realized with a shock the strong attraction they shared. An attraction that she so far had been basically unaware of. He sat up and took another long breath, then glanced at her with an awestruck expression. Then he got up and walked across the room as if he truly needed to put some space between them. Alisa sat up, too, and fumbled with her coat. She wondered what he was thinking. Probably he was just plain confused. She felt confused, as well. One minute Andy was her friend, her classmate, and the next minute... well to be perfectly honest, she always knew there was a spark on her side, but she always thought Andy's feelings were elsewhere. Besides, she only once had the slightes hint that Andy felt drawn to her that way. Did he have feelings for her that he'd never revealed because he was not free? The again, they had never been alone like this before, in such an intimate situation. An emotional tinderbox. That was it right there, she decided. Things just got too private, too emotional. All these emotions had gotten confused in his mind. It didn't mean anything or did it? "Alisa, your ride is here," Andy called from the window. She quickly frabbed al her things and scrambled out the door behind him. "Bye, I guess I'll see you later," she said as he leaned in and gave her a hug. Alisa walked to her ride and got in. As she drove off she noticed he stood outside in the rain watching as she left sight. Then Alisa thought to herself, now that was a first, Andy never hugged me before, nor did he care so much about my safty. Maybe, just maybe ... he does have feelings for me?