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Chapter 3
by Jeriah
Anyone special?
Daddy!
It's about noon and the sun is boiling me from above as I happily keep selling my lemonade, with my small amount of clothing completely soaked through by my own perspiration...
And that's how I'm doing when daddy suddenly comes home early from work and pulls up on our drive.
I greet him with a sunny smile while waving my hands in the air and bouncing up and down beside my stand, in a way that makes my boobs almost jump right out of my top!
Two new customers stop by immediately, and I get busy serving them while hearing dad get out of the car and approach me.
"Hi daddy! Look, I'm sell..." I start to say, turning around to hug him, but get interupted as he grabs my arm and gently but very resolutely pull me with him back to the house! "Dad...?! What's wrong...?" I try to coo with him as he push me in through the door and shuts it after us.
"What's wrong?" He says in a dangerously low voice, making me shift nervously as I've never heard him speak like that before. "What's wrong, is that I've recieved four calls to my cellphone the last hour, and had to explain why there's a near naked young woman standing outside my house trying to sell herself to just about every passer-by!"
"What?!" I yell, my eyes growing wide in surprise. "You know I'd never do that! I'm just selling lemonade!"
"Yeah, but dressed in less clothing than i have on one of my arms right now! What were you thinking?!"
"But... It's really hot outside... And I'm selling a lot!" I try to coo with him, but he just won't calm down.
"Of course you are! Hell, I'd just stand there and watch you all day, buying a new drink every now and then just to cool down! And now the whole neighbourhood thinks you're some kind of prostitute or something!"
"I'm sorry, dad...!" I tell him, making my little hurt puppy face for him.
"Yeah, of course you are..." He grumbles. "And you'll be even more sorry now that you can consider yourself grounded for at least a week! And stop making that face, it makes me sick just looking at you!"
"Dad?! That's not fair!"
"There's a lot of things that ain't fair, honey. Now stay in here while I get out and catch your stuff! And get some clothes on! You look like... like..." His voice trails off slightly as he gives my hot body a closer inspection. "Like the best fuck I've ever seen in my life..." He finishes lamely, then turn his back to me and rushes out the door with cheeks reddening from more than anger...
I'm left staring at the door, as he slams it shut before me, trying to come up with something that could help me out of this situation. Grounded, for a week?! And I'll probably still have to pay him for the car as well! There must be some way to get him back to his senses again!
Dad could need some lemonade?
Lemonade Stand
When a girl just doesn't want to find a real job.
Play as the leading starlet, as she tries to pay off a debt by selling… LEMONADE?
Created on Mar 26, 2007 by tommyd79
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