I was surfing the crazy web and came apon this site so here i am my name is erica and i am 18 years old im not the populare girl in school or anythng like that just a average i think i live with my mom and dad and up to about 5 monthes ago things seemed pretty normal you see across from my house is my dads best friends house his name is Dustan and hes the same age as my dad hes been my dads friend for 7 years now ever sence we moved into the house its a normal site to see my dad and Dustan in the garage having a few beers and working on my dads 69 camaro i think theres more drinking than work but they seem to have fun .

Growing up i never realy noticed dustan that was until my body went through a few changes one summer and i went from the little flat chested girl to having boobs and even a little taller but with that came pimples and my period not to mention cramps and  bitchy mood swings  there are days i just hate the world .I can spend a hour on my hair and still look like i just got up and what the fuck is with all the crying and sad moments my dad says i should save my tears for when i am older because i will need them .Well like i said untill about 5 monthes ago my life was borring and dull just me trying to cope with all the changes in my life .One day i decided to change my look before then i wore long dresses and bagy jeans nothing sexy or like that i was always shy about showing off my body so i kept it hiden under my clothes then one day out of no where i just changed and i began to wear short skirts and tight dresses and yoga tights along with short tops it was a very big step for me to do and it realy felt wierd going out like that .

then one day Dustan was over at the house with my dad and it was the first time he saw me in my new look and i walked into the garage in my short black skirt and red sweater it was so strange because before then he was just my dads friend this 50 something year old man that at time i would get anoid with because he was allways there but this time it seemes so wierd you see when i walked into the garage i could see dustan standing there but it was different this time i mean the way he looked at me and the way his eyes fallowed me as i walked by i could see him look me over from my legs to my chest there was something so different in his face and eyes it was as if he had never seen me before ..

Dustan stood there trying not to get caught looking at me but his eyes seemed to have a minde of there own and kept wandering over to me. i could have just left the garage but there was something about the way he looked at me that made me feel sexy and unlike anything i felt before and i like it .Its funny isnt it how you can go years knowing someone and never thinking anything about them like Dustan he was just my dads friend the guy that hung out with my dad oh sure i talked to him many times before and spent time at his place when mom and dad needed there alone time and dustan would baby sit me .but this night and the way he looked at me made me see him in a very new and different way he wasent just my dads friend anymore he was a man looking at me and liking what he saw and that meant alot to me like i said before i wasent the popular girl or the pretiest one eather but when Dustan looked at me i felt like i was and it made me feel amazing .

i began to spend more time with Dustan and my dad i even began to feel excited when he was comming over and no mater how much i told myself it was crazy to feel this way i couldent stop myself from getting dressed up in my short skirts and tight dresses i realy began to care about my lookes and spent time getting myself just perfect for Dustan and the thoughts of what the hell was i doing was on my minde all the time i mean here i was getting all crazy about seeing someone that was my dads age i never thought in a million years i would be doing anything like this but there i was i had a crush on my dads friend oh my god how did this hapen was it as simple as just a look that put me over the edge like this .It seemed that everything came down to getting him to look at me that same way i wanted him to look at me with that ;i want her now look ;that same look he gave me the first time 

I will continue this later and let you know how it all turned out ....