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First fic, I hope you all like this. Review and rate too! =D

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\"Make sure she doesn\'t go to sleep too late and she does her homework while we\'re gone! And please make sure you pick her up from school and her friend\'s house during the weekdays, alright Brandon?\" Mrs. Quartee crowded her young neighbor, whom had just recently turned nineteen. He was lanky and tall but was still attractive. He was also very responsible and often did babysitting jobs to get a bit of money for his leisure.

\"I\'ll make sure everything is fine, Jillian. I\'m pretty sure the two weeks will be over before you know it,\" Brandon chuckled, giving Mrs. Quartee a reassuring look. The plump woman nodded but felt very jumpy leaving her child alone for two weeks. It wasn\'t that she didn\'t trust Brandon but she didn\'t just like the fact that her little twelve-year-old would be seperated from her wing for two weeks. It waas just...surreal...

\"Right, right,\" she stuttered nervously, holding the hem of her buisness suit tightly. \"Do, er, you wish for me to hail Christine? I\'m sure John is just shooing her out the house...\" Brandon nodded and looked at the Quartee\'s house. It was very large indeed with all of the renovation Mr. Quartee did over the summer. He would often stare at it enviously compared to his small house he shared with his older sister, whom was away on a trip with her college buddies. Brandon would rarely see Christine out though. Her mother and father would always sit on the porch and greet everyone while their youngest child sat in the house in complete solitude.

Brandon\'s thoughts were interrupted when he felt a hand tug on his black sweater. He looked to the side and saw the pale little Quartee, her eyes downcast and a small hue of pink on her cheeks. She had frizzy hair, no doubt, but she kept it straight for as long as she could. She had awkwardly large auburn eyes that just burned holes through people, but they were often gleaming with happiness - or what Brandon had usually seen. He forced a small smile on his face and she returned it warmly, going back to her mother for a good bye kiss.

\"You - you will behave, right darling?\" Mrs. Quartee replied in concern, gripping her daughter\'s shoulder tightly. Christine nodded with a pained look and Mr. Quartee ruffled her already messy hair. \"Well - well, we\'ll Aunt Clariece you said hello, alright?\" It took a bit longer than expected for Mrs. Quartee to enter the car, her husband practically pushing the small of her back into the car. Both Christine and Brandon waved at the car until it was not visible, leaving them in a pregnant silence.

\"Um, we should get going, huh?\" Christine muttered sheepishly, smiling at Brandon.

\"Yea, let\'s get going...\"

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The week passed by pretty quickly. Brandon would pick Christine up from school and her friend\'s house, feed her, and live up to Mrs. Quartee\'s expectations. But as Brandon spent more and more time with the girl, the more he became attracted to her. They had so much in common and he loved the way she constantly made him laugh, often enjoying the way she smiled and giggled as well. But it was so wrong, Brandon would tell himself. I mean, he was just a college kid that lived with his slightly older sister and she was just a middle school kid. As realization dawned on his mind, he grew depressed the last few days he had with her and wished that it would never it end. He wanted some way to remember the two weeks he had with the Quartee kid forever and would do anything to get it.

The two were down to their last three days and Brandon was thinking frantically to show how he felt for the young girl. He would shower her with candies and flowers but she merely took it has a friendly token. It seemed there was no way to get this girl to notice him and it made him frustrated. Brandon was about to give up hope but he got a call from one of his college friends during his wait for Christine.

\"A party tonight? I\'m babysitting my neighbor\'s kid and she\'s not even legal,\" Brandon leaned on the steering wheel as children flooded out of the school.

\"So? Just keep an eye on her and make sure no one tries to rape her!\" Brandon blushed at that comment and feel himself get excited, but he shrugged it away quickly as he saw Christine talk to a small group of friends. It took a good ten minutes for Brandon to agree with his friend and honked his horn timidly. A lot of kids jumped and looked around but he was lucky enough to see Christine walk over to the car.

\"Hey Brandon! I\'m sorry, did you wait long?\" Brandon shook his head as Christine sat in the front seat, chucking her backpack to the back of the car. She was now so open to Brandon and didn\'t really think about embarrassing herself in front of the guy. \"Well that\'s good. Are we doing anything tonight or are we just hanging out at your house again?\"

\"Actually, we\'re going to my friend\'s having a party - if that\'s alright with you...\" Brandon thought that Christine would just instantly say that it bothered her and that she would rather stay home, but she was quick to agree with the offer.

\"Of course I don\'t mind! I\'ve always wanted to go to a college party, ya know?\" Christine smiled warmly at Brandon and he blushed lightly, turning the car around to the house to change. When they got their Brandon just got his clothes out of his room and walked into the bathroom to let Christine change in there. When he came out, he waited on the living room couch and began to think of ways to shoo people way from the young girl. In a matter of moments, Christine came out of his room with a black attire. A tight fitting top that was copy righted to Paul Frank and black pants that hung on her hips with a studded belt along with a black beanie that his her frizzy hair.

\"Looking great,\" he murmured with a small blush and the two walked out of the door way. As he drove over to his college, he continued his thoughts on making people avoid her as much as possible. He rarely thought that anyone would think her to be below the age of sixteen though because she was so damn tall and skinny. But he was still attracted to that and grinned to himself as the girl fell asleep during the ride. They got to the friend\'s house in at least a haf an hour, music already blaring as cars flooded the neighborhod. Brandon woke her up and they both walked into the party, surprised to see that everyone was crowding the house and they all were drinking beer.

The two stuck together like glue but talked to a lot of people, a nice swarm of girls flooding around Christine. Brandon was quite surprised to see that they were on good terms with her giggling and getting virgin margaritas for her. Brandon thought she was actually safe and left Christine with the girls, who happily let her stay with as they moved around the house. A few hours passed as the two were seperated because vibrant lights had turned on and the ear splitting noise had grown much louder. Brandon looked for Christine all over until he came into an area where there were no people at all.

Ironically, Christine was sitting on the couch with a dizzy smile, sweat trickling down her forehead slowly. Brandon was under the impression she was drunk, but her eyes were focused and she waved casually to him. \"This is so much fun!\" she laughed happily, leaning on Brandon as he sat beside her. She was very warm from the heat and Brandon fanned her face lightly. Christine smiled and snuggled closer to Brandon, making the older boy blush horribly.

\"Um, er, Christine,\" Brandon said uneasily, feeling that it was the right time to tell how he felt about her. Christine looked at him warily but still had her smile on her face, comforting him slightly. \"I just wanna say, these two weeks with you have been really cool and I just wanna say that I, er, I\'ve learned that we have a lot of things in common. And I, uh, I have grown to become...\" Brandon bit his lip and wondered if he should tell her how he felt. Christine squeezed his shoulder comfortingly and Brandon mustered up the last of his courage to finish his comment. \"And I have grown to become...attracted to you...\"

He wished God cold kill him now, feeling heat rise to his face. He dare not look at Christine in fear of rejection and felt her grip loosen slightly. Brandon\'s insides churned uncomfortably and he felt like he was going to cry when he felt soft lips press to his. His eyes popped open to see Christine kiss him softly, a small and innocent kiss. He definately hadn\'t have any of these butterfly kisses in such a long time. Feeling bold, Brandon put his arms around her small frame and propped her on her lap to get better access.

They parted a moment later and Christine laughed nervously, tucking her hair behind her ear and looking at Brandon questioningly. He smiled at her innocence and kissed her cheek, until it trailed to her neck where he nibbled on the vunerable skin for a few minutes. He liked the sound of her sudden intake of breath and lingered from the small love bite he had created. He was eventually kissing her collar bone lightly with his hand daring to slide up her shirt.

\"You...you can go ahead,\" she said uneasily, still smiling at Brandon with a flushed face. He nodded knowingly and it took it slow, his lips meeting her\'s for another innocent kiss, his handsliding in her shirt and just rubbed her rib cage lovingly. After rubbing her slowly, his hand cupped her small breast and he was delighted to hear her gasp into the small kiss. He didn\'t mind that she didn\'t have large and ample breasts but just really wanted to make her feel satisfied with him. They parted and Christine panted in pleasure and Brandon smiled smugly at her. His lips returned to the small love bit he made earlier as his hand slipped into her bra and tweaked her nipple until it became erect.

Her moans and gasps made Brandon\'s erection grow and throb, wishing to have her little mouth wrap around it but he wanted to please her first. He eventually discarded her shirt and bra and stared greedly at the two mounds of flesh. Christine blushed deeply as his mouth latched onto her right nipple while his hand would twist at the opposite. She shivered at the new sensations and held his head close to her chest for more as he alternated the attention. When he thought she was ready for the next step, he tugged her pants down and left her just in her underwear. She did a pathetic attempt to cover herself up but Brandon just laughed comfortingly.

This time he kissed Christine with more passion, forcing his tongue in her mouth as his hand rested on the waistband of her underwear. Her tongue timidly met Brandon\'s and he clashed them together roughly, his hand slipping into her undies. His fingers met her already wet virgin opening and stroked it slowly to torture the young girl as well as hearign more of those noises she made in the back of her throat. His erection trhobbed even more and he finally decided to do something about after rubbing her clit for some time.

Brandon unbuckled his pants and discarded his shirt, leaving in his boxers like Christine was. He blushed as he took his hard cock out of his boxers, making the young girl blush a very deep red. She stared at it before boldly reaching out and stroking the base and almost making Brandon orgasm prematurely. She continued to stroke and hold him lightly and lovingingly and he loved every single moment of this. His eyes were clenched shut but opened up immediantely when he felt something warm and wet lick the head of his cock. Christine was timidly licking up the pre-cum that dribbled down his erection, acting as if she had just recieved a popsicle on a hot summer\'s day. Her tounge licked the underside of his erection and massaged the small slit until Brandon held her closer to the head of his cock. She took the invitation and engulfed as much of him as she could, beginning to deep throat. Her tongue wrapped around his shaft and she hummed, sending pleasurable vibrations to Brandon. She continued her strategy until Brandon held her head close, twitching uncontrollably.

\"I\'m gonna - \" Brandon tensed as his orgasm took over him, pearly white shots of his cum sliding down Christine\'s throat. Out of shock, she pulled back and gagged as Brandon continued to cum, strands of it splurting on her face and beanie. Brandon panted and apologized to Christine, but she just cleaned her face and swallowed his sperm curiously. It didn\'t taste to good but she wanted to please Brandon and make him continue to feel pleasure. Brandon smiled sheepishly and put her back on his lap and felt his erection dig into her thigh unintentionally.

\"Are you sure you want to do this?\" Brandon murmured huskily into her ear, his hands returning to her breasts and pinching her hard nubs. Christine nodded uneasily and pulled her panties off, getting ready to feel Brandon penetrate her. Brandon took out a condom from his discarded pants and put it on, easing Christine down slowly so he could avoid hurting her the best he could. His erection slowly entered her and she cried out, feeling a pain erupt from her lower abdomen. When Brandon was finally sheathed inside her, he restrained himself from thrusting crazily into her. He wanted this to be as enjoyable as it could be for her and waited for her to adjust to the size.

\"Pl-please move,\" she gasped out after a while leaning forawrd of the couch and onto the coffee table that was littered with cups. Brandon settled down on the floor and held her hips, moivng at slow and fluid thrusts. Each made Christine tense and gasp, feeling pleasurable pangs break out and clench around the cock that enveloped her. Brandon grunted and began to pick up the pace, bending over Christine so one hand held her hip and the other traced her lips. She happily invited them within her mouth and sucked, feeling him quicken his pace even more.

\"Fuck, you\'re so tight!\" he growled huskily,thrusting into her harder and rougher, some of the thrusts hurting the underage girl. But she loved every thrust that he made and it made her groan horribly. He finally it the bundle of nerves deep inside her, making Christine gasp and clench on Brandon. She was pushed over the edge and experienced her first orgasm, making her howl in pleasure. The tight hold on Brandon\'s cock made him more needy fro release and he thrusted harder and faster. After several more thrusts, Brandon came into the rubber and moaned loudly. The two were very grateful though, for the music still blared noisily and no one had taken any notice to them.

\"That was great,\" Christine heaved, collapsing into Brandon\'s welcoming arms with the scent of sex strong of her. Brandon smiled and panted as he pulled their clothes closer to them. As soon as they got dressed, they would go home and take a shower. Hopefully, The Quartee\'s would never find out that Christine had lost her virginity to the babysitter they trusted so deeply...

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TBC?