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My name is Sean Walker and I'm in my first year at Jersey Community College in
north Jersey.
I just got out of high school last June, so I still pretty much hang with the
kids that are in their junior or senior years. Though, it's funny how things
change in the short amount of time that has passed since graduation day.
You notice how the kids younger than you have matured somewhat. You may be just
a year or two older than them, but it can seem like 20-year difference with
some kids. My birthday is late in the year, so I'm still waiting my 18th
birthday.
Even though I'm out of school, I still live at home and work at a gas station
nearby. We live in a pretty cool neighborhood that has grown a little diverse
in the last five or six years. It's pretty cool, too, because the mixture is
great - black kids, kids from India and even Vietnamese and Japanese kids.
One of the older guys who lives on our block is Mr. Miller, he's got to be one
of the coolest guys in the world. He's white and he's like 61, but he acts like
a teenager. His wife died a few years ago and his kids are grown now and out of
college, living all over the country.
The thing about Mr. Miller that I've always noticed is the way he perks up when
he sees a girl of my age or a year or two younger walk by his house. He always
tells me how lucky I was to be this young and that I should take advantage of
my youth.
Sometimes, Mr. Miller says hello to the girls, but I think a lot of them think
he might be a pervert or something. Not that he's ever done anything wrong to
them, but they feel like his stare can actually burn through their clothes or
whatever. That was what this 16-year-old girl named Kira told me once.
"It's like he's got eyes ... you know, I mean he's like undressing you or
something,'' Kira told me.
I think Mr. Miller really likes Kira. Her mom and dad are split up and she
lives with her aunt. She doesn't even know where her father lives and her
mother sent her to live with her aunt a few years ago. Her mom lives in North
Carolina in a little town not too far from Charlotte.
Kira's father is white and her mom is white. Her mother used to be one of those
strip club dancers - she had Kira - at least this is what my mom tells me -
when she was just 18.
"She's a beautiful lady with a beautiful body,'' my mom told me one time.
Well, I guess those genes were passed on to Kira, who's light skinned. She's
one of the more mature 16-year-old's I've ever seen. She also has also one of
the hottest bodies around. A bunch of guys in my class once took a vote on who
had the best looking ass in the school and Kira won it easily. One of the kids
said that we should have let our father's vote. It was kind of a joke because
one time one of my friends and his dad were at the mall and Kira walked by and
my buddy's dad kind of just followed her to whatever store she was going to
with this really strange dazed look on his face.
"She had on some dress that was low cut up front and was so tight you could see
the outline of her thong and panty hose,'' said my buddy, Ron. "I mean, she
left senior citizen guys with their jaws dropped. It was kind of funny.''
This was before I had my long talk with Mr. Miller. It happened in the summer.
Although his kids were gone, Mr. Miller let some of the neighborhood kids in
his built-in pool - as long as he was there. I mean, he didn't need to get into
the pool everytime we came by, but just as long as he was home.
One day I talked Kira and her cousin Dawn into swimming at the pool. My sister
and I were there and a few of our friends. Mr. Miller just stood beside the
pool, doing some lawn work and talking trash with us. My mom told me that when
he was in high school he had the reputation of being a guy who'd bang anything
with two legs.
"I think I know his weaknesses pretty well and I think your little friend Kira
has a couple of them that can drive Mr. M crazy,'' my mom said smiling.
Kira had been working at the park, so she had to go home and get her bathing
suit. When she came back she was wearing a black, one-piece bathing suit - it
was kind of low-cut in the front, so not only did you get a clear view of her
magnificient ass, but also of a pair of breasts that I didn't realize were that
big.
"Sean, she's like a 38 double d,'' my 14-year-old sister Kim said, referring to
her cup size of her bra. "I saw her one time in the shower and, believe me,
they were just drooping. But they didn't budge either. She's in incredible
shape.''
I had no idea what she was talking about. All I know is that she had the kind
of cleavage that would drive any guy wild. What made her look even better that
day at Mr. Miller's pool was the fact that she had a pair of black, high-top
sneakers on with white sox. Despite being from a split up family, it seemed
like Kira always had terrific clothes and knew how to wear them - she worked at
the mall at some clothes store during the day and I even think she might have
had another job at night.
That day at the pool, Mr. Miller looked over every so often, gave me a wink and
told me how lucky I was to be a kid. I was starting to understand what he meant
by that. He drained a couple of beers, then disappeared into his house for
awhile.
After an hour or two the party broke up and we were set to go our separate
ways. Mr. Miller went to the front door and gestured me to come in for a few
minutes.
I've known him my whole life, so I trusted him a lot and I think he did, too.
Especially considering what he was about to tell me. He joked about offering me
a Foster's, but he said he shouldn't because my mom would get pissed and kill
him. He laughed.
But then he got this weird look and got really serious. The tone of his voice
kind of changed...got deeper or something, it's hard to explain...and I noticed
that his left hand was trembling a bit.
"Sean, I got to tell you something, maybe something I shouldn't be telling you
or asking you, but I trust you, so I will,'' he said.
I just told him to get on with it. It was really weird, but I knew Mr. Miller
wasn't gay, that was for sure, so I knew he wasn't like making a move on me or
seducing me or something.
"Sean I'm really, really enamored with that black friend of yours, Kira, right?
I love that kid's body - that ass, those breasts...,'' he said. "I almost put
my swim suit on today. I would have loved dry humping that ass in the pool.''
It was like he had to catch his breath before he started again.
"Hey, I know she's 16 or something, but you have to help me with something and
I think I can make this work, it's kind of dangerous and I could possibly go to
jail for something like this, so that's why I'm telling you,'' he said. "I know
the kid doesn't like me, right?. Well, I mean, at least she's not comfortable
with me.''
I told him about what she'd said about him, and he just laughed.
"Well, I think she's got that pretty right,'' he said kind of seriously.
This is what his plan was:
"I've never done anything like this before, but I talked to my son once about
how a bunch of friends of his got like one of the best-looking cheerleaders in
the school to fuck one of the most un-popular, nerdy guys at the high school -
but they really liked the kid,'' he said. "What they did was they had a party
and they eventually got her into a the bedroom of one of the kids' parents with
the lights off. She was drunk, so she was just going with the flow. THat's
where this guy Larry was. She had no clue who it was, but I'm told that Larry
did a tremendous job - that girl got pregnant and put the baby up for
adoption.''
He stopped again,shaking his head and shrugged.
"I know your mom and dad travel a lot, I'm not sure when they're going again,
but I'd be willing to pay for a "going back to school party,' if you'd be
willing to have it at your house,'' he said.
There was a few seconds of silence, then he continued.
"OK, so here's how we tame pretty little Kira - or should that be 'big' Kira,''
he smiled. "We get her drunk. I mean, you guys and your friends get her drunk.
By the end of the night - and I don't mean getting her passed-out drunk, I
mean, really, really relaxed drunk..''
He told me that he'd be in one of the houses bedrooms with all the lights out.
The key, he said, was to get one of our friends into the bedroom with Kira -
after having got her heated up.
"You'd bring her in, but we need her to have started something with one of your
friends, before that, so she'd basically think it was that guy she was in bed
with when, in reality it'd be good ole Mr. Miller,'' a nasty grin darting
across his face. "I mean, somehow I want to get a light on, I'm really dying to
see that body. I even thought about filming it - I don't know if that's
possible, but I think we may be able to get that done. Maybe just her alone...I
need to work on that kid for an hour. I get a woodie just thinking about her.''
I told him that my parents - unbelievably - were leaving for a week's vacation
in Ireland over the Labor Day weekend. As far as I knew, Kira did drink, so
that would be possible. I didn't know if it was a perfect plan,but I think Mr.
Miller had the right one to go after. Not many people knew it, but she had a
baby when she was 15 and the father, at least this is what I heard, was a
50-year-old friend of her uncles.
I also heard that she once got caught with her drawers down in the bathroom
with one of my sister's friends' father's. At a party. She basically walked in
when the guy was taking a piss. She was pretty drunk - she had just gone into
the bathroom to fix her makeup and adjust her panties or something. Well, it
was one of those bathrooms where the bathroom is not right next to the sink and
mirror, so the kid's father was able to watch all of this from the toilet
before he stunned her. From what I hear, the father was beside himself with a
hard-on. He eventually pleaded with her to jerk him off and she apparently did.
"Doesn't surprise me a bit,'' Mr. Miller said. "But this time, the old man is
going to get laid, is going to have an old-fashioned 69 and is going to give
her a workout she'll never forget.''
I told him I was up for it. I think I even knew a kid that could do some of the
prep work before we got her into the bed with Mr. Miller.
"Sean, that would be like the best early Christmas presents you could get me -
but nobody needs to know - even the kid who gets her going,'' he said.
It seemed pretty good. Why hadn't I thought of it, I told him, joking around a
bit.
"Well, now you know,'' he said.
END PART 1

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