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The Hot Babysitter [desertpaladin & Frogger]

desertpaladin

Supernova
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May 31, 2009
Stewart pushed back from his computer with a small groan as he heard his parents calling for him to come downstairs. He knew what this was about and it was maybe the... yeah it had to at least be the 5th time they were giving him this lecture. Be good, don't annoy the babysitter, blah blah blah. Seriously it was getting old but he still got up out of his chair and made his way toward the stairs anyway. After all a lecture was something he could handle, a lecture where both of his parents are yelling at him was not worth it if he could avoid it. So his bare feet moved across the hardwood floor of the upper floor, made his way to the stairs and quickly made his way down them toward the front door where they were standing.

He had been right, but this lecture actually had something new. After the whole reiteration of what he should and should not be doing while the babysitter was there he was told she was almost there as she had just called for the gate code so it wasn't going to be long until she had made her way through the couple of streets to the nice home he and his family lived at. But either way he wondered what he could really do to torment this woman they had hired, this Kiara. It wasn't like Stewart was all that big a guy, he was barely over 5' tall and at 15 he knew that was a bit more on the short side than pretty much every other boy his age. And he wasn't exactly the biggest guy as he had a rather slender form and his pale skin showed he really wasn't an outdoor guy so he figured it kinda went without saying he really was no physical threat. Ok well he wasn't in any way that could easily be seen now but there was a reason he had to wear such loose long pants most of the time.

As the doorbell rang he sighed as his parents put on their 'people are around so we had better look like we are happy' faces as they went to the front door. Through his parents and their rather over the top welcoming and thanking her he got a look at Kiara and well... He felt his heart race, his breathing get a bit slower and deeper as if his chest was under some pressure. His throat was now throbbing as he felt the lump of what he guessed was his heart rising up into it as he looked at the young woman. Needless to say Kiara was exactly his type and as he was introduced he flushed bright red and he said "H-hello, it-it's um... nice to uh... meet you..."
 
How the hell did she get this gig again? Oh, right: a friend of a friend threw her name into the ring. Huh. Interesting… Kiara drank in the sight of one big house after another in complete and total awe. How rich are these people? There’s not a single house that doesn’t have a swimming pool the size of a football field, or a tennis court… or both. It’s crazy. Off the charts. All of the above. Kiara’s attention shifted as a new song came on over the radio, one she recognized right off the bat. A grin pulled at the corner of her lips. “Sweet, I haven’t heard this song in ages,” Kiara told nobody, taking a right turn off the main road. More houses came into view, each more grand and luxurious than the last. Just how big-? No! Hold it! There it is! Kiara turned her poor, pathetic excuse of a car into the driveway, only for her jaw to drop right down into her lap. Holy… guacamole...

This place is huge! Ginormous! It’s… four times bigger than her house, maybe five. It’s sleek, and just… absolutely gorgeous. Kiara doesn’t know anything about architecture, or… anything along those lines, but she does know that this place has to be worth five digits… six, tops. Oh! There’s even a swimming pool around back! Nice. Kiara might not be much of an athlete, but she’d love to take a dip before leaving out. The car gave a cough as she turned the engine off, as is expected, and Kiara climbed out without further ado. This is just… crazy. A hand impatiently brushed a few threads of dark brown from her eyes, just to linger and rest against the curve of her neck. Alright, breathe. Chill. This ain’t no big deal. It’s just a babysitting gig. It’s not like she’s going up there for a damn interview or something. Halfway tempted to throw on her headphones, Kiara decided it was best to leave ‘em be, and instead left ‘em resting about her neck. Hopping up the steps two at a time, Kiara lifted a fist to knock.

A girl that’s barely five feet tall, Kiara is short due to the curse of genetics. It’s just a trait she got from her mother’s side of the family. Her hair is long and a caramel brown, pulled into two low pigtails. Her eyes are just shades darker, almost a chocolate brown. A pair of headphones are hanging around her neck, and her clothes are simple: a white t-shirt, blue shorts, and a blue jacket thrown over it all. Kiara just about jumped out of her damn skin as the door swung open… revealing a pair of parents gushing in welcome. It was creepy. Obviously, it’s fake, but still. There’s no need to impress her, of all people. Hands slipping into the pockets of her jacket, Kiara’s gaze shifted over to the boy she’ll be looking after. To be honest, he ain’t much to look at. Why is he so red, though? Is he coming down with something? An eyebrow went up high, flirting with the tips of her bangs. “Hi,” Kiara replied. “Nice to meet you, too.”
 
Stewart felt himself flushing up a bit more though his parents seemed to not even notice their son was having his own little nervous or slightly awkward greeting. Hell the two really didn't seem to care about him, who the hell leaves their 15 year old son along with some babysitter for that long. Yeah that's right they weren't leaving for just the afternoon to watch a movie, this woman was more of a nanny as she was going to have to be watching over him for a few months. Sure his parents were now giving the lecture of making sure he does his homework, they will be wiring money to her for food and to make sure that they both eat well, that if she does well with this that she will get a bonus, blah, blah, blah. In truth Stewart felt like he mattered so little in this exchange he wanted to leave but he well... couldn't. Both because his parents would scold him if he tried to and well... Kiara was quite the beauty and in truth he wanted to be around her more and more.

As his parents finished up he gave a long sigh as they both tried to give him goodbyes that were so stiff and rigid that it looked like it was the first time they had ever done so as they moved out for the car, thanking her once again for coming to look after him and as the car was heard starting Stewart moved over to sit down on the nearby stair, only standing to wave his parents off when he saw them leave... only for the two of them to seem to not notice him at all. Giving a small sigh he headed back inside as he looked over at Kiara when he came back in as he gave a small gulp before moving over to her, trying to swallow the lump in his throat so he could at least try talking to her. "So um..." he began trying to figure out what to say to her as he began "What um... I mean I guess would you like to try and do anything together? Hang out a bit? Talk?"
 
Kiara nodded and smiled at all the appropriate times, but truth is? Her mind’s millions of light years away. This is great and all, don’t get her wrong, just… in the end, this is just another babysitting job. Alright, so it pays well. Really, really well. If she can keep their son happy, she’ll get a nice little bonus. No biggie, right? Kiara received both their numbers, in case of emergencies or if she has any questions, and in the blink of an eye… they were gone. Neither lingered very long to say goodbye to their beloved son, either. Okay… Definitely awkward of the most epic proportions. Kiara lifted a hand to brush a few pieces of hair off to the side, just for her gaze to shift over to her… charge. You’d think that a fifteen-year-old can take care of his little self… but… whatever. A shrug rolling through her shoulders, Kiara was about to go do her own thing -whatever that’ll entail-, only… he stepped in and… engaged her in conversation. Dark brown eyes blinked at him, not expecting this, of all things, to happen.

“Ah… Sure? I guess?” Kiara threw out there. “I mean. I thought you’d prefer to be left alone. I’m not your mother. I’m not going to… hover, or… you know, anything. If you want to do your own thing, that’s fine. I don’t care. I was just thinking of…” Wait, what was she going to do? There’s always the swimming pool, but she’d rather wait until later. Grab a snack? Nah, not yet. Check out their video games? Do they even have any? Oh God, please tell her they have something-! Kiara put a quick stop to the oncoming panic attack, and instead tilted her head, studying him. “What’s fun around here?” she decided to ask. Kiara packed a bag of things before coming here, but she may have to stop by the house if there’s nothing here. Well, that, and she has to grab her bathing suit if she’s going to hit the swimming pool anytime soon. “Hm?”
 
Stewart was flushing, he did not mean to make her think he was needing her to be his mother or anything like that. He had just wanted to try talking, to try being close to anyone and hell a girl he was getting an increasing crush on was really the best choice he had at the moment. As she spoke to him and asked about what there was to do he nodded and thought for a moment as he looked at her and gave a small glance around the house as he tried to think up anything. "Well I do have a couple of game systems upstairs... pretty much every console from the N64 to now aside from an Xbone..." he said as he looked over toward one room pointing at it "there is a pool table if you are into that kind of stuff and um of course there is the pool out back..."

"I um... know it is mostly up to you if you want to do something else but maybe would you be up for... going swimming with me?" he knew it was a lame excuse to see her dress down, he had to imagine she was a bikini girl more than a one piece swimsuit but he didn't really know. And well with the way he was looking at her he wasn't sure what she was thinking about him, after all he was looking her over from bottom to top and clearly seemed interested in her if she decided to look down past his waist to the bulge growing in his pants but he was a teen, and clearly not used to being around girls like her.
 
“You’re kidding me.” Kiara is itching to get her hands on that Xbone, but… she has to act like a dignified lady, at least every once in a while. Not that she is one or anything. Ha! As if. “Ah… I’ve never played pool before,” she hated to confess. “It’s just never been something I could… try my hand at. Maybe later, though.” A shrug rolled through her shoulders, the brown pigtails emphasizing the swell of her breasts even through the white t-shirt and blue jacket. The pool is always a possibility, but again: she didn’t grab her bathing suit. And there’s absolutely no way in hell she’s jumping in with nothing but an oversized shirt on. Kiara isn’t opposed to the idea, but she doesn’t know this boy, not yet. “I… Ah…” A hand rubbing the back of her neck, Kiara’s eyes began to wander as she tried to figure something out.

This is just… awkward, completely and totally. “I’d love to, but… I don’t have a swimsuit. I left mine at home. I didn’t know that… there’s a pool here, so… yeah. I had no idea.” Kiara’s hand came to rest at the junction between neck and shoulder, a sigh leaving her lips. “Let me see… What time is it? If you want, we can order dinner. I can cook, but I’m in the mood for pizza… and I’m sure you wouldn’t object.” Kiara flashed him a cheeky grin, just to laugh and twist away from him. Both hands slipped back into the pockets of her jacket. From this perspective, it is hard not to notice her legs are long and slender, and an ivory white, since she isn’t one to bask under the sun and risk the chance of cancer and all.
 
Stewart blushed bright red as she honestly seemed as awkward as he was. Was this not a normal thing? Trying to talk like this, or hang out, or really hope for any kind of attention whatsoever? He gave a small sigh as he tried to think about anything else, looking around the room as she said no to pool, seemed to be disbelieving about the video games so maybe that wasn't an option? And as she talked about no pool he cursed slightly in his mind as he knew now that the chances of seeing her in a bikini were now zero "I would love pizza" he told her as he watched her turn and took in her frame even more. God she was curvy in all the right places, with a bountiful chest and ass, a slender waist, long and slender legs. Actually he noticed how pale they were so maybe the pool had been a bad suggestion to begin with as he then began to think of what to do.

"Would you maybe be up for just hanging out, having pizza and playing video games today then?" he said as he shifted slightly, his bare toes flexing slightly just trying to focus his mind on the topic of conversation as he said "I mean... if you want to. I understand if you don't want to hang out or anything I just um... felt like since we were going to live together that it might be good to do so..." he stood there waiting for her answer, wondering if yeah she even wanted to try interacting with him or if she just preferred to just enjoy the nice home and more or less treat him like his parents did. Care for him the minimal amount but more or less ignore him.
 
Kiara glanced at him from over a shoulder, just to flash him a cocky grin. “Sweet. I don’t think I know anybody who doesn’t like pizza.” Luckily a phone is handy nearby, as if fate wants her to make that call. “What kind of pizza do you like? I’m a fan of all types, but I gotta admit, Meat Lovers’ is my favorite.” Kiara twisted about to face him again, just to lean back against the counter. A leg lifted to cross over the other. Light fell in through the windows right then, dancing along her features… bringing out the traces of lighter and darker brown hiding in caramel brown. “Hm? Oh, I don’t mind… hanging out, or anything. It’s just kinda awkward. I mean, we’ve just met and all… but no, I get it. Let’s hang out, since… I’ll be living here for the next couple months.” Kiara rolled her shoulders, a groan slipping free as she lifted a hand up to rub at the side of her neck.

“Damn… I’m sore all over. I gotta try and stop by my house tomorrow, since I forgot a few things. Bathing suit. Video games.” Kiara let out a long, exasperated sigh, an eye cracking open before very long. “Alright! You better tell me what kind of pizza you want, otherwise I’m ordering a Meat Lovers’, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me!” Kiara laughed, pushing away from the counter to plop down in a big ol’ comfy armchair. Both legs came up to hang over the right arm. “I know one thing: I’m definitely buying breadsticks. I don’t know what it is, but I’m addicted to those.” Kiara licked her lips, already looking forward to eating each and every one of ‘em.
 
Stewart moved to sit down as well, finding a nearby armchair to sit down in as he watched and listened to her as he began to think about what kind of pizza and about how sore she was. He kinda wanted to offer to give a back rub but would that be too weird? He took a deep breath as he was about to answer before she spoke about what she was going to order and he gave a small smile nodding "ok, that sounds fine with me" he said "though then you had better order two orders of breadsticks unless you want to fight me for them" he teased his eyes showing a bit of happiness rather than nerves around her. He had to admit it was nice chatting with her, or being chatted at by her since she was such an active person. Giving a small shift in his chair he asked "so um..." but she had already hit the button to call for pizza and he made an indication saying his thing could wait.

After she ordered he looked at her and asked "So um... what kinds of games do you like?" he said his legs swinging a bit as he sat in his own chair watching her and listening as he said "I kinda prefer RPGs to myself... I never have really been all that good at most kinds of multiplayer games so I like things with long and well done stories..." he then sat there waiting for her to talk about her games however during the middle of her conversation his brain decided he might as well ask what he had not originally intended to "Um... I know you said you were sore earlier... would um... you like for me to try and give you a back massage... or something?"
 
A snort of a laugh bubbled out of Kiara’s throat. “Uh huh. Sure. Somehow, I really doubt I’ll have to fight to the death for my breadsticks,” she retorted. “I’ll be nice, though, and let you have a piece or two.” Kiara’s smile betrayed the fact that she’ll share, and not because she has to. Putting in the order was easy enough, though the guy on the other end decided to be a total dick and hit her up for her number… even though he has no idea what she looks like, or if she’s even sane. How sad. Dark brown eyes rolled as she hung up on the poor bloke, a sigh of exasperation leaving her lips. “I swear,” Kiara murmured, just to toss the phone onto the end table. “Anyway! I play RPGs, myself. I love the story lines. I play a little of this, a little of that, depending on what caught my eye.” A shrug going through her shoulders, Kiara winced, a hand rising to rub at one. Damn, that hurt…

Hm? Did he say something? Kiara cracked open an eye, kinda surprised that he’d throw that out there. Don’t get her wrong, she’s starting to like the kid… but… he gives off vibes that he doesn’t really know how to be around girls. Or talk to ‘em, or… any of the above, really. “I might have to take you up on that offer,” Kiara teased, just to smirk and give him a wink. “I’ve been really sore for a while now, but I don’t know why. I’m not an athlete, so that can’t be it… and I certainly don’t try to pretend I’m one.” Kiara groaned and rolled her shoulders, features scrunched in a displeased scowl. “I might just have to soak in the bathtub after dinner…” she grumbled under her breath. It’s not a bad idea, but they were just talking about playing some video games… It’d be a shame to miss out on the fun!
 
Stewart blushed brightly, while he had never heard of the saying 'he was like a dog who caught the car he was chasing, sure he managed to do it but now he has no idea what to do now that he caught it' but he felt the feeling of it. He had not expected her to actually take him up on the offer, hell if anything his nerves were telling him he was going to look like some creeper rather than someone who was either into her and maybe kinda cute or just some naive kid. He gulped slightly as he tried to force down the growing lump that seemed to move from his chest to his throat as he said "Well um.. if you want then um... I could give you a massage before the pizza arrives" he said as he then listened to her comment after and he blushed brighter "or um... if you want to I can take the money from you for the pizza and you can head upstairs to your bedroom and use the bath to relax... I could come let you know when the pizza is here" he suggested looking at her and waiting for an answer.
 
“Hm… As tempting as it is, I don’t think it’ll take long for the pizza to get here,” Kiara mused. “Then again… the best kind of massages have lotion involved. I definitely don’t want to head off to bed with lotion all over my back and shoulders… and what’s the point of soaking before? This is… confusing.” A frown scrunching her nose, Kiara tilted her head back and forth as she thought it over. Dark brown eyes shifted away from him. “I know!” Kiara declared finally, snapping her fingers together. “How about we kill two birds with one stone? I’ll go ahead and hop in, but while we’re waitin’ on the pizza, you work on my shoulders? It’s not like you’ve never seen a girl before,” Kiara said on a soft laugh, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. “There’s no need to be shy. I’ll have all my girly parts covered up, and you’ll probably be so bored, your mind is a million miles away. Once the pizza gets here, you can go take care of it while I’m finishing up! Perfect!” Kiara hopped up out of the armchair, grinning from ear to ear. “Only thing is, I left my suitcase in the car. Care if I borrow some pajamas from you for the night?”
 
Stewart's face turned a bright red as he listened to her. Of course he had never seen a girl before! Was this woman crazy? He clearly looked the part of herd and well her offer for more or less stripping down and letting him touch her it... it um... Stewart looked down trying to concentrate and the entire time he was flushing brighter, or at least he felt he was, as he looked to his crotch and saw how hard he was getting, god if he stood up now she would be able to see just how into the plan he was. Sure she said she would cover herself but the idea of her in a tub with water and nothing but maybe her arms to cover her was still erotic!. He looked up at her as he stammered "U-um... o-of course... I... I um can... well I can grab you some things to well... use for that... if you would like to um... follow me?" he said standing and trying to get behind the back of the chair and heading for the door to the main room, mostly to hide his rock hard cock which would be impossible to miss. "Um... this way" he said as he hurried toward the stairs, moving a bit quicker than he had intended thanks to nerves but hearing her behind him as he began to climb the stairs. The attached bathroom to his room would work right? After all she said she wanted to game after so maybe they would just eat the pizza up there and play.

Moving toward it he opened the door to his room and headed inside, moving to open the closet door and partially hide behind it as she came in. For the most part it almost looked like a perfect mix between a rich kid's bedroom and a nerdy one. The furniture was nice, a large closet attached to the room, and of course a bathroom a better quality than most master bathrooms as he pointed toward it. He of course had huge bookshelves full of various textbooks from a few grades higher than his own, hell these almost looked like college prep books like he was going to be attending a university starting tomorrow. But there were plenty of nerdy things, including a massive TV with all sorts of game systems hooked up to it in a rather beautiful display with newer systems on the upper shelves and older ones on lower areas. Everything was there from the NES all the way to the XBone and PS4, and not even the base versions but their upgraded counterparts. And of course there was a library of game cases everywhere, the kid looked like he had every game one could need in this one room.

"Feel free to get comfortable" he told her as he reached into his closet with shaking hands. trying to figure out what to get her to wear once she was done in the bath.
 
Her eyes picked up on the bright red invading the boy’s features, but Kiara decided not to point it out - to preserve the guy’s delicate tendencies or whatever. Seriously, though? Is her idea really that...out there? Alright, most girls wouldn't be cool with prancing around naked in the same room as somebody they just met… thing is, it isn't that big of a deal. Stewart seems sweet. Harmless. Kiara highly doubts he would hurt a fly, or touch her inappropriately. Dark brown just starting to wander, Kiara glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Yikes. That's a lot of stammering in one sentence. There's no need to be that nervous, damn. “Sounds like a game plan,” Kiara was quick to throw back, if only to put him out of his misery. Poor guy. Maybe this isn't such a good idea… but it's not like she can hit the pause button now. It's already being executed. “Lead the way.” Up the stairs he went, fast as lightning… or better yet, as if somebody lit a fire under his ass. Kiara followed, since she's got no other options handy. The parents didn't exactly give her a grand tour of the place before they ran out… Nope! Once the kid disappeared from sight, Kiara peeked through a door that isn't only open, but the closest… only for her jaw to hit the damn floor. Holy fucking-! Is there any way she can steal his parents and claim 'em as her own?

Plain and simple, Stewart's room is paradise. The furniture is nothing to sneeze at, all shiny, glossy mahogany, but what really caught her eye is the enormous TV with the game systems hooked up in a drop-dead gorgeous display. The textbooks were a bit of an eyesore, but they are students… though, she didn't expect him to be reading stuff that's a couple years ahead his time. Kiara might have to recruit him to tutor her in math at some point… Huh? Did he say something? A quick look at him answered that question in a heartbeat. Oh, oops. Kiara flashed him a crooked little smile, just to chuckle softly two seconds later. “Alright, I will.” Does he understand that that will involve taking her clothes off? Hopefully. Otherwise? He’ll be in for one hell of a shock. A hand lifting to wave at him from over her head, Kiara slipped into the bathroom and closed the door. Of course, the bathroom is just… absolutely amazing. It’s kinda simple in design, but damn, is it dazzling. From the looks of it, limestone makes up the floor, wall to wall. A glass shower is set up against one wall, separating a pair of sinks, and up against the other is a bathtub. The drawers are the same dark mahogany that is in his room.

“Nice,” Kiara whispered, twisting about to take everything in. Alright! Time to start filling up the bathtub with some pipin’ hot water. Kiara bent to turn it on, a hand bracing her against the lip. Once that was said and done, Kiara went through the motions of shedding her clothes, letting each and every single one pool on the floor. It doesn’t look like there’s a laundry hamper nearby. Oh well. Rolling her shoulders, Kiara looked about as the water rose… and rose… and rose, having nothing better to do. A hand came up, gently pulling the ties from her ponytails… brown cascading over her shoulders, free from any restraints. Kiara kept an eye on the rub, and once it was finally full, she turned off the water and went to climb in. Ripples broke out over the perfect surface. “Ooh…” Kiara just about purred, eyes fluttering as her body is enclosed in heat. “This feels awesome…” Nearby, there just so happened to be a bunch of bottles and, one looks like… bubbles? Yes! Perfect! Kiara snatched it up, adding a generous amount to the water. It didn’t take long for bubbles to be floating along the surface of the water, hiding the girl’s long legs, her hips… everything, aside from her neck and head, from view.

Bathroom reference: https://iss.zillowstatic.com/image/contemporary-master-bathroom-with-freestanding-tub-and-frameless-shower-i_g-IShzyp86ur4cci1000000000-DoEOl.jpg
 
Stewart had calmed a lot now that it was actually happening. After all he knew that if he kept thinking about the fantasy of being alone with her while she was naked was a fun one he had to at least try and be cool. So he just tried to think of this like if she was just some fictional thing, maybe it would help calm him if he just pretended that this was just all in his head. So as he pulled out one of his shirts, a bit of a bigger one with a huge logo for Star Wars on it as well as some baggy pajama pants he laid them out on the bed before he turned to enter the bathroom.

Now he knew that his place was far from the norm but the beautiful bathroom... well it felt so normal to him. It gave him this calming feeling of relaxation partially thanks to the fragrances filling the room from the soap she had used to the small gatherings of beautiful smelling popurri his parents had placed in his bathroom. It was then he looked over and he saw her head sticking out over a growing pile of bubbles as he waited back a moment. She seemed to be quite content without him there as he waited before clearing his throat and asking "So um... are you still up for the massage?" he asked moving closer to the tub, partially disappointed that he could not see anything but at the same time he was getting harder and harder, wanting clearly to go and do more with his babysitter than just massage her judging by the bulge in his pants but it did at least seem that he was starting to get more used to being around her. Even if his heart was racing in his chest with both want and fear.
 
“Ya kiddin’ me?” Kiara twisted a little to peek at him from over her shoulder, threads of wet hair plastering against a cheek. Her grin was cheeky, and it brought out a dimple that likes to play hide and seek. “I’m still up for a massage! Get your ass over here,” Kiara kinda/sorta teased, a slender arm emerging from the bubbles to wave him over. “The night ain’t gettin’ any younger! I hafta get to bed at some point tonight.” It’s a shame, but she needs to get her beauty sleep before tomorrow arrives, otherwise she’ll be a gargoyle. Nah, not quite that hideous… but she’s definitely not pleasant to be around if she doesn’t get a full eight hours. “Did ya pick out some clothes for me to slip on once I’m through?” Kiara doesn’t see anything in his hands, so he must’ve left ‘em in his room by accident. Whatever. It ain’t like he hasn’t seen it before, right?

Kiara shifted so she’s leaning back against the edge of the tub, facing the opposite wall. Her hands went to work pulling all that dark brown up in a messy ponytail. “I don’t know if you want to use lotion or not, but I’m fine with whatever you wanna do. I mean, I’d like lotion, personally, but I ain’t gonna push you on it. Besides, the pizza guy is going to be here in… ten, fifteen minutes, and I know you’re starving half to death.” Kiara rolled her shoulders, just to hiss as an ache nipped at her senses. A bunch of naked skin can be seen, now that she’s adjusted herself and all. The gentle swell of her breasts are just barely hanging above the bubbles, though from this point of view, the nipples can’t be seen. “Anyway. Tell me about yourself, kid,” Kiara requested, pretty damn bluntly. “All I know is that your name’s Stewart, you’re fifteen, you like video games, and you’re not allergic to anything.”
 
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