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But this time, her hands were busy unbuckling his belt and pulling the zipper down at the front of his pants. John expected her to grab hold of his dick and fondle it, like she had done at Fred's bar, right in front of all the other customers. But instead, Lisa backed away from him, quickly pulled her sweater off up over her head, undid her bra, and dropped those pieces of clothing down on the carpet, right at John's feet. Then she darted off--with her body now naked from the waist up--and made a beeline for her bedroom. John just stood by the front entrance for a moment, in total disbelief. Every time that he thought he gagging had this young woman figured out, she would end up doing something else that totally caught him off-guard and surprised him. He thought to himself, This lady's like a birthday or Christmas present that you Big Boobs unwrap and open up, only to discover another wrapped Blowjobs box inside of the box that you just opened. John was oral lost in this thought when an Eva Gabor-sounding voice, with its overly-thick Hungarian-style accent, playfully called out from the bedroom, "Vell, come on, you bik tettybeya. Vaht ahh you vaiting fawh, dahlink? An ad in duh newspaypah?" CHAPTER 2 1988: The Family Once upon a time, there was a papa bear, a mama bear and a baby bear--all living in the same house with Goldilocks. Well eventually, Mama Bear got so disgusted with Papa Bear's excessive drinking, that she tried to punish him by denying him his husbandly porridge. But Mama Bear had badly underestimated Papa Bear. He refused to be denied that which he felt was rightfully his. So Papa Bear decided that he would get even with that ol' Mama Bear. Late one night, he went to Baby Bear's small bedroom, while she was sound asleep in her little bed, and he vowed to himself under his breath, "I'm gonna eat your porridge, you little baby bear bitch!" Lisa Chadwick's whole life had seemed to her like it was some weird, distorted fairy tale. In this particular fractured fairy tale, Lisa was the baby bear. But it might be more appropriate to call her the "bare baby," because she preferred to sleep in the nude. And even when she didn't, the most clothing that she would ever wear to bed was a pair of panties. Even big cock on the coldest of nights, she relied on her blankets and quilts to keep her nice and toasty. Lisa really wasn't a baby either--at least not in the true sense of the word. She was an 18-year-old girl, with the intellect of a 21-year-old, and the sexual knowledge of a 10-year-old. With this combination of traits, Lisa was also a walking-disaster waiting to happen. But right now, Lisa wasn't walking. It was a Sunday night--February 14th, 1988, to be exact--and she was sound asleep in her own bedroom, tucked safely under the covers of her own cozy twin size bed, and having one of those erotic dreams that had been plaguing her ever since she had reached puberty. Her erotic dreams always involved her playing the role of the young princess, who was rescued from her evil stepfather, the king, by some handsome young prince. Of course, the role of "the prince" was played by whichever boy at school that Lisa happened to have a crush on at the time. But even though "the prince" was always someone different, the ending to the dream would always turn out the same. Like turning on a faucet, the waterworks began. She almost whispered, "I haven't gotten big cock to it yet." It was subtle, his hand was resting on her left cheek while the right grasped around his own shaft. There were no cars except for a black van that sat behind a tree, well out of sight from the main road. "Oh fuck yeah!" 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