《Owning a cute little pet》The pet walks through the door
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I hurried around, tiding up the last few unorderly corners of my apartment and making sure that everything was looking nice when she finally arrived. It would be embarrassing to show my new roommate my flat when it looked like a fresh battlefield in which two large tribes had fought until death.
That was all the fault of those damned girls and their thrice-damned party. I told them I would have a guest today and yet they insisted on throwing a party at my place.
Ha...
Nothing I can change about it now....
I took a look at the clock on the wall. Five more minutes until the time she told me…
I sat down on my coach and relax a little. All this stress just because of an advertisement and my dire need for money. Two weeks ago, I had seen this ad. Someone searched for a place to live, but their roommate would have to take care of their laundry, make food and the like.
It was basically a job as housekeeper only that I actually owned the place I had to tidy up.
Of course, it was a lot of work to take care of another person's daily needs, but the pay was really good, and that person did not have high requirements for the place.
In fact, she even wrote that a simple futon was enough for her as long as it was warm inside the flat.
Well I could accommodate that kind of simple requirements and as a student I always need more funds, so I messaged the owner of the ad and applied for the 'job'. It was then that to my surprise I found out that the person searching for a place was an 18 years old girl called Shiina White. From what I understood she was a half-Japanese-half-English person and a native English speaker, so I did not have to worry about the infamous ‘engrish’ of the Japanese.
Also having a young girl in my house could potentially bring an end to my 18 years of abstinence….
It appeared that there was nothing I had to worry as long as the girl wasn’t a total nutcase!
Fuck, now I really worry about that….
Nah, it should turn out fine~
As I thought this the doorbell rang. Fuck now I really worry!
My heartbeat accelerated, and I hurriedly stood up and almost sprinted to the door. My body was tensed, and I gritted my teeth. The next second would decide my future!!
I open the door and stare into my good old familiar hallway. For a second, I blank out. Then my eyes wandered downwards. Finally, I saw black, straight hair and a frail, small figure. My eyes widen.
She was tiny!!!!
I was only 1.8meters tall, average for a western guy, but this girl’s height was at most 1.4 meters! Even for Japanese standards this was beneath average.
When I saw her face, I blanked out again.
Thank goodness, she is a beauty!
I silently thank all generations of ancestors who helped me be here at this moment of time.
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“Hi, I am Ryan!”, I said and held out my hand for a handshake.
The girl looked at me for a second. Then she took my hand and gently shook it.
“Shiina White. It’s my pleasure.”, her voice was gentle and high and perfectly fitted her small, slender figure. That said her expression was a little dull. Maybe it was just me, but she had that typical deadpan look that was cute but also somehow annoying.
Not that I am complaining thought. The heavens have send a beautiful tiny beauty my way, if I complained about her lack of expression I would be too shameless!
“Come in.”, I lead her inside the flat and help her bring her luggage into the room. It was surprisingly little. Only a single bag and the backpack Shiina was carrying around.
Inside the flat I quickly introduced her to the different rooms and showed her my extensive collection of animals. I was quite the geek in this area and had over thirty small enclosures stacked up on a shelf, all filled with various species of geckos and insects.
Shiina seemed to be interested, but I did not want to delve in my hobbies to long and finally showed her the futon I had prepared for her in one corner of my living room. To make it seem like a small room on itself I had taken one of my shelves and moved it as a room divider.
In fact, I was very nervous whether she would be content with this very basic set up, but it ended up being me worrying to much about the matter. Shiina quietly thanked me and started to sort out her luggage.
I excused myself saying I had to buy some groceries and left the flat after making sure she did not need anymore help. Then I went shopping and bought some meat, vegetables, cream and spaghetti for a home-made spaghetti with my self-invented sauce.
When I came back it was already 7 pm and since autumn was already heading towards winter it was already dark outside. Fortunately, my neighborhood is rather well visited with many students living around here and a few well-known restaurants being just behind the corner. In other words, I had the pleasure of human activity instead of creepy darkness.
When I finally reached the building, my flat was located in and entered the flat it was already quite late.
I quickly put the groceries on the table in the kitchen and went to look after Shiina. She was a grown woman, but better safe than sorry I would get into trouble if anything had happened while I was away.
To my relieve I found her laying on her futon, tightly wrapped into her blanket and drawing on a tablet she presumably had inside her backpack. She seemed to be focused so I did not want to disturb her.
Having assured myself of the situation of my guest I went back to the kitchen and started to prepare the meal. Thirty minutes later the whole flat was filled with the delicious scent of my prided spaghetti.
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“Shiina come eat please!”, I said loudly. Why do I feel like a mother right now?!
I heard the sound of a blanket falling to the ground and turn around to give Shiina her plate and cutlery. But I freeze in the motion and my face blushes until it felt burning.
“Shiina?”, I asked with a somewhat trembling voice.
“Hm?”, she innocently looked at me.
“Why aren’t you wearing anything but your panties?”, I avert my eyes.
“I don’t like wearing clothes, so I took them off when I went to bed.”, Shiina replied still completely relaxed. I somehow could tell that she really just did not like wearing clothes. There was no lewd or sexy intention behind this.
This somehow relieved me.
I felt kind of strange right now. I should tell her to dress herself. But I don’t want to. I evilly smirked inside my mind. Why should I bring a stop to this if I could just enjoy it? After all it is no crime to just look at a person. Whether that person is wearing clothes or not is irrelevant as long as the person herself does not mind, isn’t it?
Having set this straight I looked back to Shiina and gave her the plate and the cutlery.
“Sit there please.”, I pointed at one of the chairs on my small table.
She nodded obediently and went over to the chair. I silently took a glance at her.
Her naked body was pale, but not unnaturally so. The two smallish breasts perfectly fit Shiina’s small and slender figure and two pretty pink nipples perked into the air.
Fortunately, I had very good control over my lower body and could avoid any ‘strange’ movements from it. Otherwise it would have certainly become a strange situation. For once I was grateful for my otherwise useless ability to have perfect control over ‘that’ place.
I take the bowl of spaghetti and another one with the sauce and carry them other to the table. Then I put both onto Shiina’s plate and my own.
Silently we both start eating. I cannot help but occasionally glance at Shiina’s breasts and small waist. Of course, this eventually became too embarrassing for me and I eventually tried to find a topic that I could talk about with her.
“So…you like drawing?”, I asked the almost completely naked girl in front of me.
She nodded.
“Yes, I…like drawing.”
I pondered what I could respond to that pretty short answer.
“Are you a professional artist?”, I don’t know why, but somehow, I could really imagine her to be one. It would fit her strange temperament.
She nodded once again.
A small smile appeared on my lips.
“Then are you successful?”, afterwards the question felt kind of rude, but it was already too late, so I just waited for an answer.
She nodded once again.
“That’s great!”, I say and curse her for making the conversation this one-sided. It was frustrating to talk against a wall of one-word responses.
I suddenly think about something else.
“So… are you always…-do you never wear anything except panties while at home?”, I asked out of interest.
She nodded once again. “It… Is more comfortable…. Only a little cold.”
I smiled wryly. “Sorry but I cannot really make it any warmer, the heater is centralized…”
She was silent for some time and I assumed that this had ended our more then weird conversation, but then she suddenly spoke up.
“Buy me something really comfortable and really light that I can wear inside!”, she suddenly demanded that I buy such a thing for her.
“Something comfortable and really light….”, I repeated.
She nodded profusely. “Something like a blanket only lighter!”
I frown and look at the darkness outside the window. To be honest I really had no motivation to go outside this late in the evening.
“I fear this will have to wait until to-“, I suddenly stop in the middle of my sentence. My eyes had fallen on my white translucent curtains.
“I…might have a solution to that.”, I corrected my sentence and stood up. Taking away both my and Shiina’s plate I put them into the sink. Then I walk to the window. Shiina’s curious glance follows me.
I take off one of the curtains and walk over to a shelf. There I took of a set of sewing supplies I had hidden there and worked for a few minutes. In the whole time Shiina continued to curiously stare at me.
Finally, I had finished my work. In my hands was simple translucent poncho. It was a little short and my stiches weren’t exactly skillful or beautiful, but Shiina’s eyes almost seemed to glow as she looked at it.
I had to grin. This girl was really easy to please, wasn’t she?
I walked over and handled her the poncho. She immediately took it and wore it. As it was made out of the fairly translucent fabric of the curtain I could still almost perfectly see her well-shaped breast and small nipples, but the form of the poncho and the fabric somehow made it even more alluring then before.
Furthermore, as the poncho was very short it only reached half way over Shiina’s stomach and if she lifted her arms a little her breast would once again be fully uncovered.
She personally did not seem to mind this and I for my part approved of this neat little extra.
As a result of this Shiina looked at me for a moment and then took my arm with both hands.
“You…are a good person!”, she said with full conviction.
I almost chocked on my laughter.
This girl was REALLY easy to please!
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