Story: Amber   
      
      
     It was the summer of 1997.  I had just completed my sophomore year in   
   high school when Amber's family moved into the house next door.  The   
   housing development we lived in was brand new and our family had moved into   
   our house the month before.  Like most new housing developments, it was   
   located on the outskirts of town.  I had a job as a busboy at a steakhouse   
   and my parents had bought me a cheap old car so I could get around.  My   
   mother was able to get a good job as a realtor after I started high school   
   and was old enough to fend for myself.   
      
       The hours that I worked were from 4:00 in the afternoon until midnight.   
   I didn't even know a family had moved in next door.  Naturally my attention   
   was piqued when I learned that the Parkinson's (our new neighbors) were   
   invited to our house for dinner and that they had had a daughter.  My   
   girlfriend and I had broken up at the end of the school year and I was   
   getting pretty lonely.  When I learned that the Parkinson's daughter was   
   only twelve years old, my mood darkened.  It was just my luck that fate   
   would send me neighbors that were not around my age, male or female.   
      
       I was in front of my computer playing Descent when my mother knocked.  I   
   had heard the knock and arrival of our new neighbors but level 13 had been   
   kicking my ass and I was finally figuring out the trick to beating the mini   
   boss.   
      
       "Charlie, come on out and meet the new neighbors!"   
      
       "In a minute Mom!  I'm right in the middle of a battle!"   
      
       "That's not soon enough!  You better get your butt out here this minute   
   or I'll shut off the breaker to your room again!"   
      
       "NO!  Wait!  That's dirty pool Mom!"   
      
       "It may be dirty pool but it sure gets your attention, now come on out!"   
      
       I put the game on pause and silently cursed my dad for showing my mother   
   the perfect way to draw me away from my computer games.  With a sigh I   
   pried my butt out of my chair, went to the door and opened it.  Mom was   
   waiting there just like I knew she would be.  She smiled and patted my   
   cheek.   
      
       "Come on honey, there's more to life than sitting in front of that   
   infernal contraption of yours.  The Parkinson's seem really nice."   
      
       I followed my mother down the hall and joined the gathering.  It began   
   with the usual introductions.  Bob Parkinson, the Father looked to be in   
   his late thirties.  He was already about halfway bald but his handshake was   
   firm.  He looked to be in pretty good shape for his age.  June Parkinson   
   the Mother was a real knockout.  I immediately fell in lust with her.   
      
       There was something about the way Mrs.  Parkinson shook my hand.  Maybe   
   it was because she held my hand a little longer than customary.  The way   
   her fingers traced their way along my palm when she did let go of my hand   
   certainly stirred my imagination to say the least.  I was sure when June   
   Parkinson looked into my eyes she immediately saw right through my shell   
   and hit upon the lust that that was driving my sixteen-year-old mind and   
   body.  Her smile, combined with the twinkle in her eyes told me that she   
   enjoyed the effect that her discrete signals had upon me.  The way she   
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   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)