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The Good, The Bad and the Molly - Chapter One

Date: 8/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male Domination, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: BashfulScribe, Rating: 92.2, Source: sexstories.com

honey, would you like some more of anything?" "No thank you." Daisy Sharpton answered in a quiet, timid voice. Daisy was that kind of twelve-year-old. You'd bet she'd be giggly and loud around her friends, but put her in adult company, at family reunions, whatever the case, and she would only speak when spoken to. I bet she was shy at the table even when guests weren't there. "Alright." Her dad said, his tone reflecting slight worry at her. To be fair, she looked like a smaller, and I mean minuscule, version of Molly. Even for 12 years old, she looked noticeably skinny, and kind of short, but otherwise she looked like a slightly different Molly. Mr. Sharpton turned his attention to the rest of the table. "Anyone else?" "I'm full." I immediately remarked. "No thanks, dad." Molly sweetly responded. "I'm fine, thanks." Mrs. Sharpton responded. "Alright then, I'll clean this up." Mr. Sharpton declared, scooping up his and Molly's plates. "Molly, could you lend me a hand darling?" "Sure, dad." Molly obediently nodded. Mrs. Sharpton excused herself and went to the washroom. Daisy got up quickly yet quietly, and as soon as she could, bolted for the basement. Molly sighed, watching her. Slowly, she looked over at me. "Aaron..." She started slowly. "Yeah?" I asked innocently, pretending not to know what she was about to ask. "I know this must get annoying after a while, but could you please watch over Daisy and make sure she does her homework?" Molly asked. "She's falling behind ... again. Normally I would, but I'm kind of busy here." "Molly..." I groaned. "Please? It would mean the world to me." Molly begged, putting some plates into the sink. I grunted. "Fine, but someday I'm going to start saying no." I warned her. Molly beamed. "Thanks, you're the best." She told me. "I owe you one." "That makes twelve now, does it?" I asked her bitterly as I started to go down the stairs. I walked down the stairs slowly and loudly to show my distain to Molly. As soon as I got about halfway down though, and saw Daisy slumping in a chair, my steps stopped being so arduous. "The coast is clear. It's only me." I told her. Daisy breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank God." She muttered aloud. She took her math book and threw it across the room, grabbing another book and crashing on the basement's leather couch. She sighed in pleasurable comfort as she laid down. "Thanks." "No worries." I casually remarked as I sat down on the perpendicular couch. "You think that after all this time my family would learn to talk to me properly." Daisy muttered aloud, beginning to read her book. "Right." I answered sarcastically. "It's totally not your fault at all for not being honest. Maybe you should learn to communicate and make your feelings clear to them." Daisy lowered her book. "That's big talk coming from a college junior who can't even admit to Molly that he likes her." "Hey! That's different." I objected. In response, Daisy started making chicken sounds. "Oh, that's just immature." I ...