
NOTE THIS These stories are fiction.  They are based on the lives of 
these characters, which may or may not exist, but in no way should be 
considered biographical or autobiographical.  They contain sexual 
content that some people may find offensive and/or immoral.  They are 
written to entertain those people who don't find it offensive or 
immoral.  They are written for adults, so look at your driver's 
license, do the math, and be sure that you are at least 18 years of age 
before reading them.

   Tanya factoids and cast of characters for this series:

   Tanya 9 yrs old (relative to the story of course)

   Brad (Tanya's brother) 14 (5 years difference)

   Kyp (Brad's best friend) 16 (7 years)

   Dennis 12 (3 years)

   Francine 11 (2 years) Jonah (Francine's brother) 6 (3years)

   Janet 9 (same)

   Shelly 6 (3years) Bobbi Jo (Shelly's sister) 5 (4years)























As soon as I got home my Mom was leaving, she said, “Tanya, you help your brother 
wash my car. I will be home about 9, and if it’s not done you’ll stay in this weekend.” 
Her ride pulled up and she left. I went to the kitchen and got a snack, and yelled for my 
brother. The doorbell rang and it was Kyle. Man, he looked cute today! He was wearing a 
white muscle shirt and black shorts. Tom came down and he told Kyle he was going over 
to Mandy’s she had something special to give him. I knew that meant something sexy by 
the way he was acting. I said, “Tom, you can’t leave we have to wash the car”. Tom 
threw his hands up and said he forgot about that. Kyle said that I was a nice sister; maybe 
I could wash the car. Tom looked at me and said, “No, my Mom is a freak about the car, 
it has to be perfect, and worm breath will just mess it up.” He called me worm breath ever 
since I was 3 when he somehow convinced me that earthworms tasted good. Kyle said, 
“I’ll help her. We’ll make the car shine, just go get yours, and don’t worry.” Tom looked 
a little scared, but I wanted to be nice today, and besides I’d get to hang out with Kyle, so 
I said, “Go ahead Tom, Mom will never know, we’ll do a great job.” He looked really 
happy; he smiled and even patted my head when he said thanks and left.
  I told Kyle I’d go and change and be right back. I ran upstairs and put on my yellow 
bikini, it was a little too small for me, but it was still my favorite. I wore white shorts 
over it. I looked in the mirror for a minute, just to see how I looked. I thought that I 
looked pretty sexy, so I went downstairs.
 
  We went out and washed the car. Kyle was true to his word; he really worked hard to 
make everything perfect. He started with the roof and worked his was down the car, 
while I washed the tires and wheels. When we were almost finished I decided to have fun 
and I sprayed him with the hose. I got him good, and I could see his chest and stomach 
right through his shirt. He looked SEXY! Of course, he needed revenge and he sprayed 
me back. I ran but he grabbed my foot and I fell. He stood over me holding my foot, and 
sprayed me until I was soaked. He just walked away and towel dried the car, then he 
came over to me and gave me a dry towel. I asked him, “What do you think of my 
swimsuit?” He said, “well it’s fine, but I can only see the top.” It wasn’t really true, I was 
so wet that you could see right through my shorts, and I told him so. He said, “well yeah, 
but it’s not really like seeing it”. I thought, ‘He’s flirting with me! My hot fantasy boy is 
flirting with ME!’ I asked him if he wanted a drink and we went inside.
 
   We were in the kitchen and he said, “So, are you going to show me your suit?” I said 
sure and I walked towards him. We were on opposite sides of the counter, but he could 
see me and I pulled down my shorts. Since my shorts were soaked my bottom came down 
too. I looked up at him, and he was looking right at my pussy! I tried to pull them back 
up, but they were so wet the just rolled and got all bunched up just above my knees. I was 
having an anxiety attack now, I tried and tried, finally I fell to the floor and crawled close 
to the counter, so he couldn’t see me. I just sat there crying, and trying to fix my shorts. 
He said something, and I said, “just stay there, don’t you dare come over here!” He said 
in a very calm voice, “it’s okay Tanya, just take your time, it’s ok.”
 
  After an eternity I got my shorts back up, but I was still crying. I was embarrassed, 
instead of feeling sexy I felt like a dumb, clumsy little girl. He came around the counter 
and sat down beside me. He put his arm around me and said, “Tanya, really it’s okay. 
You’re okay. It was nothing, don’t cry.” He spoke really soft and he kissed my head, and 
squeezed my shoulder against his chest. I didn’t want to speak. I felt dumb, but I really 
liked him trying to make me feel better. We sat a long time, then he stood up, and he 
reached down to me and I got up. Then he gave me a nice long hug. I said, “I’m sorry, I 
didn’t mean to show you THAT MUCH”, and I laughed a little. He said, “it’s okay, 
believe me I didn’t mind at all, except for the crying part.” I asked him if he was going to 
hang out until Tom came back, and he said he would if I didn’t mind. So we went to 
watch some TV. I sat right beside him, and we kind of cuddled up with me leaning over 
into his chest. After a while I said, “Kyle, how much DID you see?” He said, “ I guess I 
saw everything…everything except your bikini bottoms, I never did get to see them, but 
what I saw was very nice.” “Really?” I asked. He said, “Yes really, you’re very pretty.” I 
laid my head on his lap, and he caressed my wet hair. It was a long time before anyone 
spoke. We just watched TV like that. I was so comfortable, I just wanted to take him to 
my room and snuggle up with him forever.
 
  Tom came home, and it was almost 9. He and Kyle had some boy talk on the porch, and 
I went to the side door. When I saw Kyle leaving, I said, “Hey, aren’t you going to say 
bye?” He came over to the door, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know where you were. Bye Tanya.” 
I pulled down my shorts and opened the door so he could see me in my bikini. He said, 
“There you go! Hey Tanya, you look FINE! You really are a beautiful girl. I’ll see you 
around,” and he left.
 
   Off to my room, I had some real jimmies to work out tonight. I heard my Mom come 
home, and she looked in on me. I cuddled up to my pillow, sometimes it was Kyle, and 
sometimes it was Dennis. I couldn’t believe my luck; the two hottest, sweetest guys in the 
neighborhood both thought I was beautiful. I MUST BE!


End of intro; this story is continued in ‘lil tanya1t’
