The Girl Scout – 1

After school Lisa walked quickly down the old city sidewalks. Everything was so familiar even the cracks and missing pieces of sidewalk where she had ridden her bicycle so many times in many summers past. The old Oaks had pushed the sidewalk sections up at odd angles forming a little obstacle course.

Lisa smiled thinking how they would weave their way on their bikes. Crossing 42nd she remembered the summer days playing wiffle ball on the corner, then running to the corner store for a Pepsi
and a pretzl stick.

“LISA”. Back to the present, Lisa looked to see Mrs. Viconti waving from her porch.
Mrs. V, I’ll see you in a few minutes, I am delivering the cookies later.

Lisa raced up old brick bungalow steps. Inside she was greeted by Buster. Still spry but starting to show his age Lisa ran with him to the back door to let him out. She went out in the yard with him to make sure the gate was secure and headed back in, she knew he was disappointed but she had to get ready, no time to play ball. Upstairs she bounded to her bedroom. Quickly she began to change from her High School uniform to her Girl Scout Uniform.

Looking in the mirror she was embarrassed. Still trim she was filling in. She cupped her breasts, they seemed to be getting so big. She hoped they would not become too large. It seemed like only yesterday……..

Her scout uniform was laid out neatly. The white blouse, plaid dress and green vest.
She changed her bra and white panties. Many of the girls wore some stretch undergarment but
she liked only her panties. Carefully she dressed finally putting on the sash with all her patches.
She brushed out and tied her medium length hair into a flowing pony tail. The deep rich color of her brown hair and her olive skin highlighted her Italian heritage.

Finally Lisa looked in the mirror one last time. She felt embarrassed but she could see she was becoming a very attractive young lady. No longer the short pudgy tom girl, yet she shied away from the attention of the boys. She liked them but she was so busy with scouting, sports and volunteering.

Going downstairs she brought Buster in and got her bags of cookies ready to take out. Her mom had told her to wait for her to come home and not go to far from her home. The neighborhood was changing she warned her. The 70’s was bringing many changes but this is where she had grown up.
This had been her grandparent’s home when they came from Italy. She would be careful but this was her neighborhood.

Lisa wanted to get a head start on her deliveries. If she got out early she might scrounge up more orders. First up was Mrs. V, always a good customer.
Lisa, you look more beautiful then ever.
Thank You. I have your order here.
Thanks my dear.
I’ll be by Friday to help with your cleaning.