[Fiction] Evelyn

[Ardour]

Unlike most stories; I'd like to go really slow with mine. I noticed most stories end up with complete masterbation or nudity by the third chapter, most of them at least. So, please don't mind me when I take my time in this story. Sorry.

Please forgive me in advance for the spelling mistakes since English is not my first language.

Thank you.

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Chapter One

Our school, like every year is making a school-play. Now, some students have to join mandotrely no matter what the cause is. Other students, slacky ones or others which are involved in other activites aren't really expected or forced to join. I'm not a popular girl, to be honest; I'm the exact opposite of that. I walk the halls like a ghost, I hardly get boys glancing at me and if they do, I blush so red that they'd end up whiserping amongs themselves while looking at me. It felt weird and nice at the same, but I never really knew what they were saying; never were curious and it's better off that way.
The school-play is pretty random if you think about it, unlike prom, it doesn't focus on one theme yearly but it changes yearly. Last year, it was about ancient China, year before if I recall correctly it was about the enviroment and this year it's about Romeo and Juliet, not like anyone wouldn't see that coming. Seeing that we are finally 17 (most of us are at least, some are a tad younger or a tad older, doesn't matter much) we might get to really french-kiss in the play. Then again, it's not like I am popular enough or have the required skills to be as good as Juliet truly was. Now the thing about the play, is that it's dull. Mostly nerds, or just fat-extra nerds kind of students, if you know what I mean. I didn't want to join, but they think I'm nerd, I wouldn't decline those thoughts, I am a pretty proud students of my grades which never descend below an A-.

Enough about school, I think it's time to discuss a little more about him. Edwin. He'd the most popular guy in school, a year older than me and not that smart in school but he knows a lot about cars as much as girls know about make-up. Sadly, I only know little about him, like how his straight brown hair would tingle within the wind if it's blowing, or how his cheeks take a cute curve when he smiles or how how he influences those around him when he is laughing. Some call him, Edwin, some call him Eddie, but I prefer, deep down in my heart; to call him my Eddie. He never really spoke to me, and he hardly looks at me, and if he does, he would be looking to try to holler at his friends which are walking behind me. Then again, why would he be interested in me? I blame it all on myself. It's not like I don't put on make up or wear mini-skirts like other girls, I just don't have the courage to walk up to anyone and say hello, how would I expect myself to react with my one and only crush. I had crushes in the past, just never went far, not because we lacked the potiental, it's because they eventually get boring. I'm not a slut, I'm just a hard to please person with a really natural shy attitude.

I went up to the bulletin board, I saw the names enlisted which were arranged in alpahbetical order.
* Alfred B. Johnson
* Brenda Roy
* Barry Randal
* Daniel D. Donald
* Edwin W. Neal
* Evelyn Clifton

I stopped reading at the name right above mine, I stopped reading and just gazed with my mouth-gapped staring at "Edwin W. Neal".
"E. D. W. I. N. That's him, yeah it's him. But.. Like, why?" I said below a whisper, to myself. "Not much of sharer are you?" A familiar voice said right behind me. I turned my back, seeing the most gorgeous face ever. I blinked repeatedly, making myself seem like a fool; but I had to blink several times to make sure I'm not dreaming. "Sorry, didn't mean to sound rude, you just don't seem to be much of a conversational-person" He added to his last statement. God, if only you knew how much I talk to myself about you. "So, who are the people enlisted?" He said as he took a step forward, being so close to me. I think that's the closest he was to me physically and my heart was racing like a train. I gulped deeply, and was about to ask why he'd join. "You know I only registered for a specific reason." He said. It's like he was reading my mind. "I'm sorry, I seem to be annoying you. I'll just go for now, seeya later in the practise session." Talk, talk, talk, say something. I was trying to think of anything to say. "How tall are you?" I said, cursing myself within my mind. God, how stupid am I? What sort of question is that? He stopped walking, looked at me and I could tell he wanted to burst laughing. "Uhh, 5"8 feet. You?" He replied, half smiling at my question. I never measured myself and even if I did, I can't remember! "Shorter than that." Few seconds passed until he broke the silence. "You're Evelyn, right? Evelyn Clifton?" He asked. "Yes." I answered. "Cool. So, I was wondering since we are together in both Math class and in Gym. How about if we just hang out later on? Like, discuss about the play? I hardly know anything about Romeo and Juliet." He said, and I knew he was lying. He knows a lot about them seeing he is a Romeo in modern times. Sadly, I had other work. Damn, I hated myself. "No sorry, I babysit kids for every weekend; starting from Friday till Sunday." I replied to him, still regret saying the truth. I wish I lied, only to know where he'd want to go with me. "Oh, well.. I guess I'll just see you next week then. Catch ya' later" he said, seemingly disappointed. I think, he thought I was lying, I didn't lie!

School was soon over and here starts our weekends, I had to go home. Disappointed and regretful.

Once I got home, I saw my elder sister, Vanessa about to leave. I asked her, "Where to?". "Just out with couples of my friends tonight." She replied while shuffling through some paper work and she handed me one. "So, you'll have to babysit a kid's family, uhh.. Neel or something like that. Anyway, you need to be there by 7PM and take in some of your PJs, you'll spend your two next nights there till Sunday, head back here. Love ya' sis" she said in an sisterly love tone or whatever it is. My sister, was the hotter and braver version of me. Ever since our parents passed away in a car accident which I prefer not to talk about, she has been taking care of me in her own way. She gave me a car, an old one but it's a car none the less and I really prefer walking but she says it's too dangerous seeing I do babysitting from time to time. Much similar to me, she is a bit taller; same weight and the same brunnette hair and honey-colored eyes. She is 7 years older than me, which means she is 24 years old.

I went to my room, grabbed a bag, packed myself some underwears and a towel, a well-clean t-shirt and a sweatshirt (God knows if that kid wants to go out) and just couple of jeans and a short. I almost forgot to pack myself a couple of clean PJs. Now when I say PJs, I mean a sleeveless shirt and a really short shorts. I went into the bath, turned on the warm water with a little of cold water to ease the hard-work and tension of today.
I always had fantasies when I'm alone, where I'd close my eyes and just stray in my wide imagination. I always wanted someone to join me, or more like; hoped Edwin would join me in the bath. I took off my clothes and unclipped my bra, and pushed down my panties and just dipped my fingertip to check the temperature of the water; it was good, it was the usual. I slowly moved inwards, with my legs first within the tub and my left leg followed. I layed down, allowing my body to entirelly get into contact with the warm water. It feels great. I know I am weird, I figured that out when I realised I enjoy warm stuff being pressed on my butt. I loved the sensation of warmth being pressed on my butt, never wondered further more what I'd enjoy or not. Seeing that my sister is not home, I figured I could masterbate if I want, but I wasn't at all turned on even though my butt was enjoying what I was feeling, I was rather disappointed with what happened today.
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[aserwer]

omg amazing! so refreshing to see a story from a female perspective

[Ardour]

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I'll write the second chapter tonight, please keep the feedbacks coming.

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[Ardour]

Sorry for double posting.

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Chapter Two

Soon after I was done with my bath, I grabbed my sister's bathrobe and put it on. I left the bathtub, headed towards the living room and switched on the computer, I did my hair while it was being loading the necessarry functions, not that it took more than a minute but I figured I'd save that minute doing my hair. Once I was done, I went back to the computer, seeing the screen-saver on. Wow, it took me more than 10 minutes to do my hair. I never figured I was that sort of person who spent a lot of time doing her hair. I moved the mouse and sat down, I signed into my Hotmail inbox to see I had three new messages, not surprised; probably some trash. I just deleted them all without even going through them. I did the daily routine, checked few online videos at YouTube, mostly a waste of time as my sister says but I really love watching Musical Videos of Usher or similar performers and singers, I find it really interesting.
Once I was done, I went to my room which was next to my sister's. I wore my red panties (I love simplicity) and put on my regular jeans, I slipped my arms into a matching red bra and a dark green t-shirt. I looked at the watch and noticed it's 5.26PM. So I figured I still have about an hour and a half. I grabbed my packed bag and just headed for my car, but then I remembered that they keys are in the living along with my almost empty wallet. I grabbed them both, not in a rush though but I figured I should get myself something to eat on the way; I'm not starving but I am hungry after a school day. I pushed the key into the ignition, turned the key on and just drived towards Mac. I went in through the drive through, ordered a regular McChicken meal. Now, McDonalds is far from my house but it's on the way to that house I have to babysit; which reminded me. I stopped nearby McDonalds to see the address and area, I can't go into a house of unknown. My heart skipped a few beats. The paper clearly said I had to go to the house number 560, which lies in Riverton Street. It had the paper titled as "Neal". Now if I'm not mistaken which rarely happens with a striking clue such as the one in my hand, that is Edwin's house. I recall I saw him a couple of times with a younger person, much younger. So, that was his younger brother. I reckon he was 10 to 12 years old, somewhat old to be babysat. But heck I don't care! I'll finally get a chance to be alone with Edwin. Finally!

I looked at the digital clock in the car and it read 6.34PM. I had to drive now to the house. I was excited but more worried, what if he thought I'm too stupid? What if I made a joke out of myself? I was playing the 'What if...' game in my head and I wasn't liking any question straying through my brains. It wasn't long till I found the house. I drive there whenever I'm bored or I miss him too much, hoping to see him but all my attempts to see him are just futile. I never know where he hangs out or with whom he hangs out, not that it's a difficult thing to guess; he is probably with his friends, Frankie or Edmund. Now their group is much bigger but you mostly see those three around each other, talking within themselves and keeping everything within. Frankie was the craziest one, with curly dirty brown hair and always too lazy to do anything. He almost bitchslapped Mr. Hamiliton once for being too much of a prick to handle in class, but aren't all teachers supposed to be strict? Oh well. Edmund, was the calmest of all and quite smart but he wouldn't be the one you would enjoy messing with. He is about as tall as Edwin, quite muscular if you take a second or two to gaze at him and he is what they call 'hot'. I glanced once more to look at the clock, it read 6.51PM. I just grabbed my bag from the backseat, opened the door and just stepped out. My heart was beating so quick, not that I'm not used to it but this time it's different. I am going to see Edwin, in his own house, where we'll be alone sort-of alone once I get his younger brother to sleep.

I rang the doorbell. Few seconds later, a man in his late thirties or possibly early fourties answered the door. He was wearing a neat Lacoste shirt, I was too scared to look further below. "Babysitter?" He asked, so much for greeting. "Yes, sir" I answered. "This way please." he guided me through the house, he showed me the living room and that's when I noticed he was wearing navy tracks. He seemed like a gentleman in a sportly scenerio. They had a backdoor swimming pool. What the hell? Edwin is quite rich, his house was antique and full of vases and it seemed much bigger from the inside. Lucky! Suddenly, a boy was sprinting through the house in swimming trunks. "Roy!" Mr. Neal said raising his voice just a bit more than normal. The boy, who seemed to be Roy and the one I am going to be babysitting stopped running, and stood infront of his dad, trying to catch his breath. "This is.." Mr. Neal stopped talking. I figured this is where I should introduce myself. What kind of man would entrust his son with a person he doesn't even know her name. "My name's Evelyn, sir" I finished his uncompleted statement. "Ah yes, Evelyn. Your two nights babysitter. Just don't cause too much trouble for the young lady." He told his son. "Don't worry about it" Roy replied, walking away to the glassdoor which led to the swimming pool.

"I understand and hope you know the rules. I already showed you the guestroom but that's not where you are going to sleep. Roy sleep walks, so I'll need you to sleep with him in his own bedroom or in the guestroom if you can convince him. Whatever you like. There's a shower in the guestroom, it's the door on the left once you enter the room; you can have your shower there but please don't take too long there, I don't want Roy to be left alone for quite awhile. The kitchen is yours if you need anything, and make yourself comfortable. My wife, already left ahead and I'll be heading off now. We'll be back in two nights, by Sunday morning." He said to me, ensuring everything was okay. He seemed like a nice man from the way he spoke but it's too early to judge anyway.
I still didn't see anything regarding Edwin. I saw a room but Mr. Neal didn't open the door any further to tell me about it. I just went to the guestroom, I placed the bag on the bed and sat down, thinking. What if he isn't even here? What if he is out of town too?
I just enhaled and exhaled deeply, I was about to let out a cry, but I should remember where I am. I just closed my eyes, pressing with both my eyelids hoping he is here.

I left the guestroom, went to the glassdoor which was half-open already. I stepped out as I saw Roy floating on the water. Boys can float? That's new. Suddenly he lost balance by my presence, but soon regained it. "Ummm..." Roy said, or at least he was trying to say something. "How are ya'?" he added, started swimming. "Good. You?" I replied. Seems we are going to have a conversation and my mood wasn't the best for any sort of conversation at the moment. "Great! You know, you don't have to stand. You can either dip in with me angel or just sit down and gaze at my beauty." He said, seemingly serious. Did that kid just flirted with me? What the hell?! I ignored him, seeing I am here to help him anyway, not hurt him. I just looked around and found a plastic chair, just walked towards it and all of the sudden, Roy splashed water all over my legs. I glanced at him, I wanted to curse him but I never cursed anyone for a stupid act. "You are going to ignore this beautiful swimming pool and just sit down? Come on!" He said. "I don't have any swimming clothes." I said in a calm voice. "Who says you need any?" He said, raising an eyebrow.
I gazed at him, he did have some of Edwin's looks. Actually, he had a lot. Same nose, with the same lips and although he was wet, you could tell his hair was similar to Edwin's in someway if you focus deeply.
"Hello? Stop.. Staring?" He said as if I am a kid. "Get in, girl" he added.

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I hope this chapter get's more attraction than the previous.

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[b0ris]

I really like this...

"Nothing" really happened, and it still got me hot.. strange... but FUN!

I'm intrigued about her liking warm things on her bottom...

[Ardour]

Thank you for your positive comments and please keep them coming.

Now I am kind of wondering, should she jump in the pool where things will accelerate somewhere else or would she hold herself and just maintain her patience and keep waiting around.

If you have any suggestions regarding anything (Please avoid a scene such, Edwin would enter and he would see her and things took off somewhere else. I added Roy into the story for a reason, a good reason hopefully and I hope to make some use of him.)

Please don't hesitate to suggest anything useful or even a mere idea.

Thank you in advance.

[Ardour]

Sorry for the delay.

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Chapter Three

I grabbed the edge of my shirt, pressing with my fingers, bringing it upward, suddenly though; I hesitated. Should I really be doing this infront of a teenager who just reached puberty? It is going to be weird. Besides, I never really do anything too naughty or too crazy, now I am doing something almost sick. "Lady! In!" Roy said, raising his voice. I have to say, he startled me. I decided for a better idea to satisfy both of us. I started folding up my jeans, I folded them as high as possible and they got thicker with every new fold, and my jeans seemed much heavier but I managed to get them above my knees by an inch or so. I raised my t-shirt and tied it below my chest, but it wasn't too high or too exposed. I slipped out of my shoes, took off socks and I felt weird. I raised my eyebrows to widen my eyesight and I saw Roy staring at me. "What is it?" I asked, somewhat confused. "Nothing, party-pooper. Just get in!" he said, almost about to die from disappointment. Now I know, kids like him aren't those sort of children to be underestimated with, they probably seem to be straight to the point and honest behind their words but you can never tell what is going on in their minds.
So now, I was standing, in an awkward outfit, facing the brother of my crush, wondering if I should jump in with him or not. I figured if I do jump in this sort of outfit, he wouldn't be too interested in even talking or continuing the dialogue, thinking I am some sort of nun. However, if I can please him within limits and within my reachable extent, I can get enough information about Edwin. Besides, I love talking about Edwin.

"I'll make you a deal, Roy. More like a game. Kids in your age, love games, don't you?" I asked, in a cunning tone. That was new to me, tricking to trick someone. "Game?" he asked, swimming backwards. "Truth or Dare." I replied. He laughed, pretty loud, I almost regret that idea of going out of my own game and that is remaining calm and silent. "Sure, I'll go first, Truth or Dare?" he asked still laughing manically. "Truth.." I said, sitting down at the edge of the pool dipping my exposed legs and feet in the warm water. "Bra size?" he asked. "What?!" I replied back, and for once; I raised my voice out of reaction. "What's your bra size honey?!" he asked, reassuring his question for my doubts. He was serious, from the looks of it; he was really serious. "34C" I said, looking at my reflection pretending I'm cool about those sort of questions. I didn't want to lose my coolness, not that I had any; infront of a 13 years old kid. "Truth or Dare?" I asked, in my turn. "Dare me!" he answered, valiantly. I wanted him to choose truth more than dare, and that's weird in such games. I didn't even know what to dare him. I wanted to dare him something to show him I know how to play this game, but not something too hard on a kid or too perverted for him to stray in another world. "I dare you to.." I said, not knowing what to add. He sighed, seemingly bored, "take off your trunks and hand them over to me." I said. I sounded crazy, stupid, rash, too-rash.
I saw him, doing some movements down the water but it was too difficult to tell what he was doing but I guessed and was sure about my guess, that he was taking off his trunks. He swam close to me, his warm chest was rubbing against my feet, I pulled back my feet but I couldn't do anything, the wall of the pool itself was really close to my feet. I didn't bother that feeling, but it was weird. He handed me the trunks and I noticed, in the shallow waters his skin not covered by anything. "No underwears?" I asked, surprised. "Not when you're around." he replied. Though I hate to admit it, but he had a good way with words.

"Truth or Dare?" he asked, swimming away from me. "Truth" I replied. I think I should take dare next turn, or this will bore him out, but dare would just kill me out of the game from the first time. "How often do you masterbate?" He asked, being completely normal about it. "How do you even know I do?" I asked back. "My female instincts tell me you do, and they're never wrong. Answer now" he replied. Though as arraogant as he would seem, he was right. I do masterbate. "Twice or thrice a week." I answered, and I could tell I was starting to blush. I only shared this kind of information with online strangers I hardly know, but now; I am saying it face to face with the one person who shouldn't know this much about me, my crush's brother!
"Truth or Dare?" I asked. "Truth!" he answered and I almost jumped out of happiness. Now, how can I ask something that would help me gain information about Edwin! Any sort of information would be useful. However, I have been fantascing lately, about me and Edwin, like in the bathtub as I recall earlier today, though it wasn't complete fantasy, but I was too tired and dull to think of anything then. I just wonder, how tall is his penis. "Who's penis is taller, yours or your brother? And what's your length kiddo?" I said, and I was damn sure I was blushing out like hell and I needed a head massage or I would burst in tears from embarrassment. I needed to end this, but for some reason; not just Edwin, for other reasons, I wanted to go deeper in this game. "Uhh, he is 18 dumbass! What'da you expect? It's like your comparing Batman and Robin!" he said. From the way he spoke, you could tell he was a kid, living in his own dreamworld. "He is taller, duh! But I am about 4.5inches if you care so much." He said, winking at me. My heart skipped few beats and I was enjoying this more than I should!

"Truth or Dare?" he asked, and I knew, I was damn sure I had to pick dare if I wanted to keep this going. I swalloed my saliva deeply, and above whisper, I said "Dare". He glanced at me, wickedly. He swam a bit closer, and stopped, seeing if I would move back but why would I? I was too scared anyway. But then I thought about it in a mind-rush and figured how bad can it be. He swam much closer, then he dropped both his elbows on the edge of the pool, bringing his body higher. His face, was at a level with my neck, not because he is shorter, he is actually quite tall for his age, almost my height; but it was because he was lifting his weight despite the water.
Suddenly, I gasped deeply; surprised. His erect penis, was rubbing against my wet legs, which were dipped in the waters.
I whispered "No..", and I swallowed a gulp deeply and continued "..underwear". I stopped and repeated again, "No underwear", I said with my lips parting, I was kind of breathing heavily. My first experience is with a 13 years old teenager, which I happen to be older than him with 4 years. "So, dare is it?" he said, grinning.

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[Saul]

Love it! Keep going please!

[Ardour]

Chapter Four

I pushed him back, trying hard to maintain my breathing. I didn't push him per-say but I did place both my hands over his wet shoulders and pushed him off me, just a bit to maintain distance. It was too much, way too much. It was ruining any future potiential for me and Edwin and I wanted to cry but I didn't, not infront of a kid. Not infront of anyone. Besides, what can I tell him, as a reason for crying? God, help!
"I dare you to.." Roy said, swimming around, playing with my nerves. "What?" I asked. "Why the rush?" he replied with a sarcastic question. "I'll go easy on you, just get into the pool with your current clothings but take off your jeans and shirt and remain in your bra and panties, good enough?" he said, finishing his previous statement. It was fair, but not entirelly fair after what he's done.
I slipped gently into the pool and the sudden rush of water flowing all over your body was sort of relaxing to some extent. I started with my t-shirt, grabbing it with difficulty and slipping it off my body, remaining with only a bra and jeans. I unzipped the jeans, and it was most difficult to take them off, they were the bottom part; I wondered how Roy managed to take off his trunks. I noticed he was trying to gaze through the shallow waters but I didn't worry knowing it wasn't easy for him to get an accurate vision, especially that I was moving; more like struggling. After few seconds, I managed to pull out one leg of the jeans, the other was easy seeing I was already half way there. I let my clothes float around the water till Roy picked them off and threw them out. "Try to be organised, and tidy please." I felt a seriousness in his voice, it was weird to sense that in a 13 years old teenager.

"Truth or Dare?" I asked, and I damn knew what to tell him. "Dare!" he replied, confident. Perfect! Before going any further about Edwin, I had to dare him one thing. I noticed he was getting closer to me, quite close; as if he was trying to repeat the same incident earlier with the uneasy contact and I sure as hell, wouldn't let it happen. He was pretty close, very close. "I dare you to stay at least 10 feets away from me for the rest of the game!" I said it out quickly, so quick that I even felt I pronounced few words incorrectly but he did stop aproaching and was swimming backwards with huge disappointment in his childish face. "Truth or Dare?" he asked, and I replied with "Truth.". He stared at me for few seconds, I felt timid, but pretended the opposite. "How far, would you let me.." he didn't finish, not until he broke off the eye-contact between us. "How far would you let me go with you? Like, touch you, and stuff." he finished. I wanted to burst out laughing at his desperate attempts, he was a kid but not one to be trusted. I did sympthaise with him a bit and I felt like the strong one now. "You'll see" I replied. With that reply, I felt even like a much stronger female in control. His face was pretty red despite the water over him, I could tell he was embarrassed and hopeless.

"Truth or Dare?" I asked him, hoping he'd choose truth. "Same as yours earlier." he replied. Why the long statement when he could just say truth? Oh well, I thought of something and I asked "Do you think your brother's girlfriend is hotter?". Now, one thing I was uncertain about was that Edwin's relationship state. I never knew if he had a girlfriend or not, it was hard to tell when he is mostly with his guy friends and hardly with girls, and if he is with them, it's either they're too lucky or she is really his girlfriend. The only one who would know a lot about him, or as much as his friends know about him, would be Roy; his brother. "Edwin has a girlfriend?" he asked back, raising an eyebrow. Perfect! Now I can pretend something eles. "Your brother's name is Edwin? Oh, I must've been mistaken then. Nevermind" I said. I felt somewhat smart. He sighed.

"Truth or Dare?" he asked. "Dare." I replied, and for the first time I was confident, knowing he can't touch me. "You think; well, you said that I can't get closer than 10 feet to you till the game ends, but I dare you to get entirelly naked." he said. My heart skipped few beats but I remembered the darkness that was rising and the shallow waters helping, I didn't get that scared then. I unclipped my wet bra easily and then again; struggled with my bottoms. I slipped the panties off difficulty but managing to stay within the water. I didn't know where he was getting and it was cool with me either way. "Listen, I know; you want to ask stuff, I can tell you don't have much dares for me; so I'll make you a deal, you keep taking dares; I'll keep answering 3 questions every turn. Good enough?" he said. I didn't mind, seeing my previous dare to him, I felt good about myself. "Sure, truth or dare? I mean, answer this bundle." I said, and then I continued "Is your brother in love? How is your relationship with every family member? Do you love me?" I asked. Now, first question was the main thing I needed to be answered, I needed to know if he was in love. Second question was to know how good is Roy with Edwin, more like; how close. The closer they are, the more he knows about him. Third question was just a stupid decoy which should've been asking by something else, but I was trying to be sarcastic. "Doubt it. None of your business. You wish." he answered, quickly, adding to it "Ready for your dare?". I hardly get any information, but I can tell he isn't on the same page with one of his family members and certainly not his father, so, someone else maybe. "Sure, what is it?" I said, continued thinking about more questions to ask.

"I dare you to take a shower with the door open later." he said. Stupid dare to be honest, but whatever. I can always dare him to not look.. Oh wait! My heart, was beating pretty quick and I wasn't enjoying anything of the quickness, I was scared and terrified. "I wanna stop playing anyway." he quickly added, and suddenly, went to the edge of the pool, grabbing a towel and jumping over it, I hardly caught a glimpse of his butt, but why was I staring at his butt?! "You're unfair!" I shouted out. He was ignoring, running for my clothes and the spare towels around. "We could've had fun, but you chose to be smart. Never outsmart a pervert honey." he said, throwing all my clothes and the bra and even my panties at least 20 feets away from the pool, along with the towels. "You can only take a shower in one place, and you know where that is. I'll be taking a shower in the same place" he said, grinning.
I wanted to die.

Suddenly, the door was closed behind with huge force. I could see a shadow of someone approaching the pool. "Roy!" someone was screaming! No! Edwin was screaming, calling for him. "Yes?" Roy said, somewhat terrified, but obviously not for toying with me. "Where's mom and dad?" he said, appearently; overlooking my presence. Not noticing me. "Not here" he said, quickly moving out of the backyard and into the house, but he didn't take the right turn, meaning he went upstairs, and not to the guests room. Edwin then looked at my direction, he saw me. He didn't know I was naked, but I was saved from Roy's manipulative actions.

"Hey." Edwin said, with a calm voice but I sensed passion behind his tone.

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Thanks Saul, keep checking out the topic every once in a while.

Seems people love to see things rush a bit more quickly, so I'll speed things up on the right course now. Hopefully, making it appealing to the rest of the readers who didn't comment.

[Saul]

I like the pace its going. Most stories rush to get into the climax of the plot, than kind of either stop or just end quickly. Don't sacrifice the excellance of your story by speeding it up too much.

But i will check this again tomorrow night! Bravo.

[b0ris]

Originally Posted by Ardour

Seems people love to see things rush a bit more quickly, so I'll speed things up on the right course now. Hopefully, making it appealing to the rest of the readers who didn't comment.

I like it just the way it is going now...

[Ardour]

I am sorry for the delays.

I promise, I'll write shortly as soon as I can. Just problems with my real life at the moment, nothing major and nothing stopping me from writting just not in the most perfect mood to write.

I feel, that if I wrote now; Edwin would drown Evelyn and Roy would commit suicide.

Sorry.

[archie21]

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[Nick]

This is very good so far! Can't wait to see more, take your time writing.

[Ardour]

Chapter Five

My heart was racing, my eyes were hardly blinking, my lips were shivering, my body was numb but I was damn sure I sensed some passion deep down that 'hey'.

"So you're the babysitter..." He said, laughing at that fact. He took few steps forward towards the pool. "Still not much of a sharer are you?" He added.
"I'm just, surprised" I finally replied. I swam a bit around, acting normal but suddenly stopped when I remember I was naked. I almost froze, and that's not good. My heart stopped beating for a second, then I decided to swim backwards, with the help of the darkness and the distance, it would be impossible for him to notice my nudity beneath the water.

"Hungry?" he asked. "A bit." I answered but I knew I had to get myself out of this situation someway or another. "I'll get something to eat." He said, and it is kind of weird since I am supposed to be cooking or whatever they need to fill their hunger but at that moment, courtesy was the last thing on my mind. "Sure, I'll go check on Roy." I replied. Two things ran through my mind at that moment, one was; I sure as hell wasn't going to check on Roy after what he's done, at least not till I settle down with my current situation. Second and most important, despite the situation I am in, I still want to be with Edwin than escape him. But I knew, if I stood infront of him; he'll take a whole different point of view about me and I wasn't ready for that.

"Meet me in the kitchen" he said while walking away. Problem is now, that the kitchen is exactly next to the guestroom where the rest of my clothes are. Seconds passed by and I was still floating but I quickly helped myself up and left the pool, I tiptoed quickly but suddenly, articles of clothing fell right infront of me. I looked at them and then glanced upwards, I said Roy, and he was mouthing the word 'sorry'. I grabbed the clothes and I soon found myself wearing all of them in seconds. Thank God. Hold on a second! That brat saw me naked, but no reaction? Good god, I'll just pretend that didn't happen.

I walked slowly, barefoot; in relief. I approached the kitchen as I saw his shadow moving here and there, appearently he didn't have any idea of what he was doing. I entered the kitchen, I saw him with a fry pan, frozen chicken fillet, corn and some unnneccessary recipes. Obviously he had the idea, he just didn't know how to make it. I wanted to laugh but his utter stupidness, was sort of cute in a way. I love him. I just stood besides the door, and obviously he still didn't sense my presence yet. He suddenly looked over his shoulder and he knew he was looking clumbsy and I felt a hint of embarrassment but said nothing about it. I felt like, I could be myself around him; like he is the one person, only person in my whole life who I don't have to flatter or say something to make him feel good about himself. I knew, anything I would say to him; would be true. Completely true. He smiled, "We can order." he said. I laughed below my breath.

He was moving everything he took out to one indiviaul table, and took out a black trash bag, I could tell he was about to get rid of the ingridents after 'not' using them and throw them out. "Let me help." I said as I approached him, I strechted out my hand to grab the opened corn bag, and froze suddenly.

His hand, was holding mine. His fingers, were not holding still against my palm. I was intense, but I loved it. I wanted to collpase into his arm and breath on his chest. I wanted to take off his shirt, and kiss him passionately, and bury myself within his chest with my hands touching the exact place where his heart would be, where I hoped to be.

"Don't over tire yourself." he said, smiling.