Chapter 1: Planning For Summer

I was eighteen and a newly minted high school graduate looking forward to college. As this was my last summer before becoming a college student it was my intent to enjoy it as much as possible. Fortunately, my parents were paying for my schooling and expenses so it wasn’t like I had to find a summer job like so many of my less fortunate friends. True, I DID baby-sit now and then but it was more because I enjoyed it than anything else. Being financially independent allowed me to pick and choose who I wanted to sit for which was fortunate as there were some people whose kids were absolute brats. Although they may not have known it, there was neighborhood “black list” maintained unofficially between the local girls.

It should go without saying I preferred sitting for people with well-behaved kids but it also helped when the parents themselves were more “interesting”. It’s funny how so many people think that they can leave things around and somehow the babysitter won’t find them, or at least will ignore them. I’m talking about stuff like home videos of themselves left in the VCR, incriminating photos “hidden? in the backs of bedroom drawers, risqué lingerie, and much more. Once the kids are in bed it’s fun to rummage around and see what I can find. For me it’s sort of like an Easter egg hunt for naughty babysitters!

Besides being nosy when I baby-sit, another of my favorite “hobbies” is teasing. Actually I’m not nearly the tease some of the girls my age are. You know the ones I’m talking about - the girls who loved to get a boy all hot and bothered and then leave him stranded with a hard cock ready to burst any moment. No, while I did enjoy teasing to start with, usually I “put out” as the boys like to say so I never earned the reputation of being a cockteaser. Still, there ARE times when teasing alone can be almost just as fun. Of course teasing doesn’t provide the physically satisfaction but sex is 80% mental for me anyway so it works out for the most part.

Sometimes when I’m horny and masturbating at home just doesn’t quite quench my needs, I’ll head over to the mall. Usually I’ll invite a friend or two to join me as it’s more fun to share the experience. Still, there are those times when I like to go out alone, especially when I’m REALLY horny and my hopes are that I’ll get an opportunity to do more than just tease. It shouldn’t come as a surprise that a determined girl can get pretty much anything she wants at the mall and I don’t mean what’s on the racks!

As I said, most of the time I prefer to hang out at the mall with a friend or group of friends. There is just something about a pack of girls that just seems to draw the attention of boys yet at the same time it intimidates them such that all they do is watch and nurse their poor erections. There’s another good reason to travel in packs. Being alone at the mall is like having been cut from the herd, leaving you at the mercy of the predators. Fortunately, I’ve got several friends who share the same enthusiasm for my “hobby” as me, including my best friend Beth, so it’s not like I have to be alone too often unless I want it that way.

While Beth and I often have fun together, my favorite “partner in crime” is my cousin Kristen. A little younger than me, she looks even younger making her by far more the boy magnet than me. In addition, she’s always trying to go at least one step farther than me - no matter what I do. Part of that is simply her competitive nature but it can also be attributed to my future ambitions.

My goal is to be a teacher in my old school district after I graduate and so while I didn’t mind the boys my age thinking I’m slut, I try to not be TOO bad since I know such a reputation in the community at-large won’t help when it comes time to interview someday in the future. Kristen, on the other hand, has no solid plans for the future and thus lives only for the day. Based on her actions, she certainly has no problem with being well-known by all as the class slut; in fact, she seems to be quite proud of her stellar reputation. It doesn’t hurt that her mom, my Aunt Linda, is the neighborhood MILF, especially since she’s been known to have a taste for a few of her daughter’s boyfriends!