The Unexpected_(1)

Rules for my Writing:

1. I write for myself. To get myself off. If you like it, good if not move on.
2. If I’m feeling up to it, I may do requests but don’t expect them to be prompt, I’ll write them on my time.
3. If you don’t like the ages, genders or events (story line) in my stories, no one is forcing you to read them.
4. If you want to be rude in your comments, go ahead. It bothers me none. Refer back to rule #1.


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Brittani twisted the door knob of the front door and crept inside, trying to be careful that she didn’t make any noise. She was home late, again. Third time this week; she was at her boyfriends parents , no doubt. Brittani was a fifteen year old blonde teenager. She stood about four feet eleven inches; when she had on her tight clothing; which she did every night she came home from that boy’s parent’s house; it was clear that she was a developing young teen girl. Her shirt black crop top fit snug to her chest, showing off her girlish but growing figure. Her high size A cup breasts poking through, her nipples were hard, though it was cold out it wasn’t the reason they were erected.

Being Brittani’s parents were sleeping or at least the young teen hoped, she needed to be quiet. The way she crept around the hard wood floor, making sure the wooden panels made a little noise as possible it was clear she done this too many times to get caught. And it was true; the juvenile had done this enough to be considered a professional. Not only was it the third time this week but she done this at least three times every week for the past three months; that would be the entire she had been dating Jason, her boyfriend. After dodging around the hall and living room, the girl has made her way to the stair case that led up to the bedrooms, with the exception of Brittani’s parents, which was on the main floor.

As Brittani approached her bedroom she shared with her sister, she looked back making sure still no one was aware that she was just now getting home. Damn, the girl was good as what she did. In the one swift motion, she turned the knob, opened the door and stepped behind the door closing it once her slender body had cleared the way.

“You get later, every night, Brit.” A young girl’s voice said in the darkness. It was Brittani’s younger sister, Brianna, only a year younger than herself.

“Yeah, I know, just go back to sleep, Bri.” Brit replied in a quiet voice trying not to be too loud. She didn’t want to alert her twin brother who slept just next door. The walls were thin, very easy to hear through into their bedroom.