Best (and worst) of both worlds

Ok. I haven't written in years, and what little i used to write, i never shared with people.

additionally, i've never written anything the qualified as "erotica" before.

I've been a member here for, damn, five years now, with a whopping 22 or so posts to my name. I'm a lurker more than an actual participant, but i thought i'd give this a try.

I have the beginning of an idea forming, and thought I'd actually write something.

This is just a small introduction. I hope/plan to add more.

so, let me hear some feedback.

contents: teen, futa, no sex

The Best (and worst) of Both Worlds

Ann looked at her alarm and sighed. Was it really 5:30 already? Groaning a little, she got out of bed, abandoning the comfort and safety of her blankets to the chill of a hardwood floor beneath her feet.

It was the first Wednesday of September the first day back to school. Ann dragged herself slowly to the bathroom, feeling considerably older than fourteen. Lack of sleep will do that to you.

After using the toilet, as she was washing her hands, she looked at herself in the mirror, and grimaced in self-deprecating humor She was most certainly not a morning person. Her green eyes were only half open, with bags underneath them, her short blonde hair a tussled mess. She smiled. She was so haggard it looked the the kind of face you'd give someone at a funeral, consoling them on their loss. That little morbid thought actually made her laugh out loud, and helped wake her up a bit for the day ahead of her. The she frowned. Her roots were showing, dark black against her almost stereotypical platinum hair. She'd have to get to that too this morning, it seemed.

She quickly stripped off the over-sized t-shirt she slept in, and kicking out of her panties, made her way to the shower.

Glorious warmth!

HOT!

Ann cursed under her breath as she stepped out of the cascade and fought with the faucets.

She just stood in the water and enjoyed it for a good 15 minutes before she even started washing. One advantage to getting up early was she could use all the hot water she wanted, dad wouldn't need his shower for another 4 hours.

She took her time, made sure everywhere was nice and pristine. First day of high school appearances count! Especially when it's a new school distract. Her father had moved clear across town over the summer, so now that it was his turn to have her for a year she was going to be starting over again.

Of course, dad didn't know everything about her, and she was twelve last time he had her, so he was panicky about all sorts of stuff. Every father is proud to see his little girl grow up so pretty, and terrified that he'll need to find SOMETHING to keep the boys at bay at the same time. Dad was no exception.

Ann chuckled. Dad most certainly did NOT know everything. She already had experience with boys. It was second nature to her. Well, not boys, plural, but the way she treated the one she loved, it may