A Walk Back With A Stray

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It's been a few minutes now after the last text message exchanged between you and Sarah. You're at the playground sitting on the swing set. You're contemplating.

This is a really bizarre situation, even after accepting this you still feel like you're dreaming. But no, this is reality. The sky rumbles once more not wanting to let up the rain, as it does you shift your thoughts. Your body....it is supposedly quite amazing isn't it? You're really durable it seems.

You quickly hop off the swing you're on and look straight up to the metal beam the chains of swings are connected to, it is about 10 ft up.

You stare at it for a few more seconds before bending your legs down into a squat....then you launch yourself up trying to touch the beam. Your body shoots up like a spring and your hand swipes forward to try and tap it. However as your hand makes contact a loud PANGGGG~ sounds out. The beam vibrates as you smack a dent into it. The seats of the swing jump at the **** of your smack, the chains chatter for a second in the rain. You land safely on your feet with an impressive look on your face.

"....woah....holy shit."

You say to yourself out loud before you look down at your hand....unaffected.

"This....is incredible."

You wonder what else you can do.

"Booooooooss~!!!!"

You hear a familiar voice shout at you nearby. You look and surely enough it is Sarah standing there next to the shelter with a few plastic bags. Your umbrella shields her from the rain. You walk over quickly.

"Got everything?" You say as you approach.

"Yes bosssss~."

"You sure?"

"Of course! Ugh c'mon did ya think that I would forget something?" She says with a slight attitude.

"Well I would hope not since I'm paying you."

"O-Of course, of course! Sorry boss~ ahem-...." Her demeanor changes instantly when you remind her of the money and she smiles at you.

You silently stare at her with a squint. She's going to be a pain in the ass huh? You're already dealing with a bipolar step-sister. You sigh breaking your expressionless expression.

"Alright....thanks."

You say and reaching down to grab the bags from her. Your fingers brush against hers as you take the bags.

"That'll be all....and oh- text me the amount for these later. I'll pay you back."

"Huh? F-For the-...." She points to the bags.

"Yeah. Wouldn’t make sense for me to use your money to buy stuff. I shouldn't touch your pay."

"Ooooh~ ok ok! I didn't think about that! Wow~ boss is such a nice guy."

"If you call me boss again I might actually **** you." You say half serious.

"Sorry...." She says before putting a hand to her mouth to shut herself up.

".....I'm obviously joking. Alright....see ya. I'll text if there is something I need."

And with that you begin to walk away. You don't make it to your third step out as Sarah speaks again.

"Hey what about your umbrella!?"

You turn to look over your shoulder.

"Uhh....guess you can keep it."

After you say this she quickly comes over and puts it over both of your heads.

"I'll walk you!"

"No I'm fi-"

"Nope, c'mon~ I wanna help...." Sarah cuts you off as she smiles up at you, her lips are pressed thin as she tries her best to genuinely help. Your heart flutters a little and your dick swells in rhythm with your heartbeat.....FUCK. Nonononono....this isn't happening. You take a deep breath.

"....alright."

You say as nonchalant as you can giving in immediately. This isn't fair, cute and pretty girls are your biggest weakness.

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It's about ten or so minutes later as the two of you walk to your house. Along the way Sarah tries to start conversations asking about your family, your history and your hobbies. You respond back with short simple answers. She seems rather interested in you, or maybe she's just trying to get on your good side. Whatever it is won't matter that much because you are after one thing with her.

The whole reason why you hired her is to exploit her and eventually convince her to let you run her bases, all the way from first base to home run. You try to steel yourself and remain commited to this long-term goal.

"-OH MY GAWWD~ really!? You have like TWO moms!? That is like....SO cool."

You sigh....

"Yep. Pretty cool...."

Her voice has become one with the rain. An impressive feat blending in with background noise as you zone her out.

Finally you arrive at the gates of your suburban house. You click open the gate and begin to walk over to the front door before unlocking it with your finger, the scanner on the handle flashing green as the locks audibly click open.

You then hear a footstep behind you and turn....Sarah is still there.

"....need something?"

"Oh, uhhh no....haha just thought....just thought I'd carry the umbrella for you to the front....alrighty!~ Byeee!"

Sarah says with a quick wave of her hand before you hear the door open in front of you and your mother peeks her head out.

"Oh! Jun, you're back...."

Your mother then looks over to Sarah. They both make eye contact.

"Oh? Who is she?"

Your mother says as you mentally sigh. Here. We. Go.

"Just uhh....a friend." You say plainly trying to tread carefully.

"A friend?" Sarah says echoing your word, she seems proud of her title.

"A friend!?~" Your mother says immediately excited, a slight smirk appears on her face. You knew it, she's thinking of something else.

"Yeah she's just uhh- a friend from school. We were walking the same way and she thought it would be nice to walk me....and is now going to leeeeeave."

You say as you slooooowly turn to Sarah trying to get her to....well, leave. Of course....Sarah doesn't get the memo. She just puts on her best smile for your mother. Her lips are pressed together, her back is straight and her head is raised tall.

"Oh my!~ A friend from school!? How wonderful! Want to come in~? Come come! I'd love to meet a friend of Jun's."

Your mother immediately steps out and begins to beckon Sarah. You mentally face palm.

"No mom she's just-"

"Oh~ don't be like that Jun! You don't have that many friends and Keiko hasn't visited in awhile! Introduce me to her, c'mon dear."

She says as you hunch down with a grunt. Those words hurt like a punch to the gut. "Brutal, mom."

Sarah walks forward and nervously smiles.

"O-Okay~ nice to meetchaaa~." She says to your mother.

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