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 NOTE THIS These stories are fiction.  They are based on the lives of these
characters, which may or may not exist, but in no way should be considered
biographical or autobiographical.  They contain sexual content that some
people may find offensive and/or immoral.  They are written to entertain
those people who don't find it offensive or immoral.  They are written for
adults, so look at your driver's license, do the math, and be sure that you
are at least 18 years of age before reading them.

   Tanya factoids and cast of characters for this series:

   Tanya 9 yrs old (relative to the story of course)

   Brad (Tanya's brother) 14 (5 years difference)

   Kyp (Brad's best friend) 16 (7 years)

   Dennis 12 (3 years)

   Francine 11 (2 years) Jonah (Francine's brother) 6 (3years)

   Janet 9 (same)

   Shelly 6 (3years) Bobbi Jo (Shelly's sister) 5 (4years)























   As soon as I got home my Mom was leaving, she said, "Tanya, you help
your brother wash my car.  I will be home about 9, and if it's not done
you'll stay in this weekend." Her ride pulled up and she left.  I went to
the kitchen and got a snack, and yelled for my brother.  The doorbell rang
and it was Kyle.  Man, he looked cute today!  He was wearing a white muscle
shirt and black shorts.  Tom came down and he told Kyle he was going over
to Mandy's she had something special to give him.  I knew that meant
something sexy by the way he was acting.  I said, "Tom, you can't leave we
have to wash the car".  Tom threw his hands up and said he forgot about
that.  Kyle said that I was a nice sister; maybe I could wash the car.  Tom
looked at me and said, "No, my Mom is a freak about the car, it has to be
perfect, and worm breath will just mess it up." He called me worm breath
ever since I was 3 when he somehow convinced me that earthworms tasted
good. Kyle said, "I'll help her.  We'll make the car shine, just go get
yours, and don't worry." Tom looked a little scared, but I wanted to be
nice today, and besides I'd get to hang out with Kyle, so I said, "Go ahead
Tom, Mom will never know, we'll do a great job." He looked really happy; he
smiled and even patted my head when he said thanks and left.

   I told Kyle I'd go and change and be right back.  I ran upstairs and put
on my yellow bikini, it was a little too small for me, but it was still my
favorite.  I wore white shorts over it.  I looked in the mirror for a
minute, just to see how I looked.  I thought that I looked pretty sexy, so
I went downstairs.



   We went out and washed the car.  Kyle was true to his word; he really
worked hard to make everything perfect.  He started with the roof and
worked his was down the car, while I washed the tires and wheels.  When we
were almost finished I decided to have fun and I sprayed him with the hose.
I got him good, and I could see his chest and stomach right through his
shirt.  He looked SEXY!  Of course, he needed revenge and he sprayed me
back.  I ran but he grabbed my foot and I fell.  He stood over me holding
my foot, and sprayed me until I was soaked.  He just walked away and towel
dried the car, then he came over to me and gave me a dry towel.  I asked
him, "What do you think of my swimsuit?" He said, "well it's fine, but I
can only see the top." It wasn't really true, I was so wet that you could
see right through my shorts, and I told him so.  He said, "well yeah, but
it's not really like seeing it".  I thought, `He's flirting with me!  My
hot fantasy boy is flirting with ME!' I asked him if he wanted a drink and
we went inside.



   We were in the kitchen and he said, "So, are you going to show me your
suit?" I said sure and I walked towards him.  We were on opposite sides of
the counter, but he could see me and I pulled down my shorts.  Since my
shorts were soaked my bottom came down too.  I looked up at him, and he was
looking right at my pussy!  I tried to pull them back up, but they were so
wet the just rolled and got all bunched up just above my knees.  I was
having an anxiety attack now, I tried and tried, finally I fell to the
floor and crawled close to the counter, so he couldn't see me.  I just sat
there crying, and trying to fix my shorts.  He said something, and I said,
"just stay there, don't you dare come over here!" He said in a very calm
voice, "it's okay Tanya, just take your time, it's ok."



   After an eternity I got my shorts back up, but I was still crying.  I
was embarrassed, instead of feeling sexy I felt like a dumb, clumsy little
girl.  He came around the counter and sat down beside me.  He put his arm
around me and said, "Tanya, really it's okay.  You're okay.  It was
nothing, don't cry." He spoke really soft and he kissed my head, and
squeezed my shoulder against his chest.  I didn't want to speak.  I felt
dumb, but I really liked him trying to make me feel better.  We sat a long
time, then he stood up, and he reached down to me and I got up.  Then he
gave me a nice long hug.  I said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to show you
THAT MUCH", and I laughed a little.  He said, "it's okay, believe me I
didn't mind at all, except for the crying part." I asked him if he was
going to hang out until Tom came back, and he said he would if I didn't
mind.  So we went to watch some TV.  I sat right beside him, and we kind of
cuddled up with me leaning over into his chest.  After a while I said,
"Kyle, how much DID you see?" He said, " I guess I saw
everything...everything except your bikini bottoms, I never did get to see
them, but what I saw was very nice." "Really?" I asked.  He said, "Yes
really, you're very pretty." I laid my head on his lap, and he caressed my
wet hair.  It was a long time before anyone spoke.  We just watched TV like
that.  I was so comfortable, I just wanted to take him to my room and
snuggle up with him forever.



   Tom came home, and it was almost 9.  He and Kyle had some boy talk on
the porch, and I went to the side door.  When I saw Kyle leaving, I said,
"Hey, aren't you going to say bye?" He came over to the door, "I'm sorry, I
didn't know where you were.  Bye Tanya." I pulled down my shorts and opened
the door so he could see me in my bikini.  He said, "There you go!  Hey
Tanya, you look FINE!  You really are a beautiful girl.  I'll see you
around," and he left.



   Off to my room, I had some real jimmies to work out tonight.  I heard my
Mom come home, and she looked in on me.  I cuddled up to my pillow,
sometimes it was Kyle, and sometimes it was Dennis.  I couldn't believe my
luck; the two hottest, sweetest guys in the neighborhood both thought I was
beautiful.  I MUST BE!
   End of intro; this story is continued in `lil tanya1t'