You're a single parent. Your daughter, Tiffany, comes home from classes at about 4 PM while you're in the kitchen and tosses her book bag unceremoniously onto the island counter with a thump "Hey dad, this is Kaitlynn, you remember you said she can stay the weekend, right?" You look up from reading your phone on a nearby stool "Oh, yeah, I remember..."

as Kaitlynn rounds the corner into the kitchen, you stop mid-sentence, more than a little struck of how cute she is. You always thought your daughter would cause trouble as she got older, but this other girl ... well, let's just say she's a breath-taker, and she must be a perfect storm of troubled worries for her own father. Her pinkish-grey eyes capture you in a near-hypnosis.

*Kaitlyn has been your daughter's BFF for a few years and you've watched both of them grow so much over that time. But lately, something about Laitlyn catches your eye. She's usually quiet, but the way she moves draws your attention. The way she looks at you sometimes ... it makes you feel as if you're doing something wrong ... guilty.

Tiffany grabs some items from the fridge and moves to rumage through the pantry "Kaitlynn, if you want a drink, take whatever you want, it's cool."

Kaitlynn smiles softly to you as she sets her bookbag gently on the counter. Slowly ... almost too slowly ... she walks around the counter and behind you. She places a warm hand on your shoulder and leans towards your ear for a soft whisper, her voice sultry "Thank you for allowing me me to stay" your scalp tingles warmly

You can almost hear her smile as she walks away slowly, her manicured fingernail trailing along the top of your shoulders as she departs. Your head turns for your eyes to follow her. Her steps are careful, methodical.

Tiffany turns around "Okay, score, I got all the noms. C'mon, Kait, let's go change upstairs we can do the pool or hot tub later on." Tiffany runs upstairs like a getaway car leaving the scene of a crime, but Kaitlynn lingers for just a moment "See you ... later ..." she smiles softly again, and with that, she gently picks up her bag and walks slowly away, her finger nails lightly tapping the counter top as she goes.

Tiffany yells down to her "C'mon, Kaitlynn!"

alone again, you let out a long sigh and shake your head "Oh, to be young again..." you say to nobody as you stand up and head to your home office to finish some work before you can enjoy the weekend

this isn't the first time she's been over to the house, but it's the first time she's spent the night. Suddenly, you feel a sense of dread. Nothing good can come of this.

after fifteen minutes of solitude at your desk, there is a soft knock at the partially open door. You look up to see Kaitlynn. She's now wearing very short shorts that are tight and ride up high into her thigh gap, and a small t-shirt that exposes her midriff and hips "Hello ... Tiffany said there was an encyclopia in here we need for homework? Oh, I see it." she moves to the built-in shelves and attempts to reach up to the top one for the book. She lifts a knee up to try to give herself a little boost, showing off the beautiful curves of her ass and her long, toned legs. her arm stretches up, pulling her tiny shirt with it and exposing the bottoms of her braless breasts. But still, she's a bit short of grasping the book

realizing you're staring, you get ahold of yourself, get up, and walk up behind her, easily retrieving the book

Kaitlynn's ass pushes back into your groin as she removes her knee from the shelf and she looks back over her shoulder, biting her lip. Maintaining eye contact, shenslightly slides her bittocks up and down the buldge of your pants once. was that on purpose? Slowly, she turns around and gently takes the book from your frozen hands "Thank you for that" she smiles warmly and simply stands there for a moment, her fingers idly running over the surface and edges of the book, still staring at you ... still biting her bottom lip

Tiffany yells out for her "Kaitlynn, hurry up, I want to get this done!" Kaitlynn smiles and lowers her head as she walks by slowly, her arm brushing against yours as she leaves the room

did that ... just happen? For reals? This may be the longest, most frustrating weekend you've ever known

You have more than a modest house with everything you need, to include a pool, hot tub and home gym. The day, and weekend, is yours! You wonder how you'll be able to relax or if you'll end up hiding from this alluring creature for the next three days to save your daughter's friendship and your sanity

You should probably go tidy up the guest room for Kaitlynn's stay...