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Chapter 8 by SeriousBrainDamage SeriousBrainDamage

The key flies high and fast towards Vanessa who ...

... ducks mechanically.

The girl hears the little metal thing whoosh past her right ear and tumble on the floor behind her.

"Hey! Watch out!" She squeaks surprised.

"Oh i'm sorry, little lass... I suppose my aim isn't good like the old times..." Exclaims Carlo, mortified.

"Do you rembember that enormous teddy bear i won at the fair? All pink ... with those little horns ...You were so happy that day ..."He suddenly adds with a goofy smile.

"Yes, i do ..." Replies patiently Vanessa with a sigh, more worried about looking for her key than anything else.

"You refused to leave without it, so your parents had to unpack one your suticases to make it fit in the car ... We had to ship it the next day." Giggles Carlo teasingly.

"I-I was just eight years old ..." Snaps back Vanessa feeling herself blushing, as she nervously turns around inspecting the floor behind her.

Carlo nearly risks an heartache when his eyes falls down on her young and round rump, lovely cloven by a thin string of cloth.

"Yes, yes ... i know you've grown ..." He manages to say clearing his throat after a moment while wiping his forehead with a napkin.

Vanessa doesn't reply.
Why can't he just leave?
Carlo is a dear old friend, but she would really like to relax by herself for a bit.

"I belive it got under the sofa ... I think i can see it from here."

She turns to the stocky man with her arms crossed, interrogatively raising an eyebrow.

"There." He points innocently near her foot.

"Sorry little lass, i would pick it myself for you, but my back aches so bad when i bend." He cringes noticing her hesitation.

She follows the direction pointed by his finger to the green shabby couch right behind her.

"Ok, thanks for everything ... I'll see you later, Carlo." Says Vanessa with a faint smile in attempt to gently dismiss the man.

"Ehrm, sure little lass ... Just call if you need anything." He smiles back, hesitating on the doorstep.

Is he waiting for her to turn and bend so that he can look at her ass?
The thought is hilarious and outrageous at the same time, and leaves Vanessa in a state of deep bewilderment.

What's her reaction?

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