Amy laughed along with them, sighing inwardly and resigning herself to the situation. After all, she'd expected to have her summer fuckfeast interrupted anyhow, so it wasn't as if she'd lost anything. There was the advantage of getting to visit New York City, something none of her friends had ever done.

"I'm so glad for both of you!" Amy said sincerely. She hugged her mother and father, secretly enjoying the pressure of her father's brawny shoulder against her abundant young tits. A strange thought crossed her mind, one that had only occurred to her once or twice before. She wondered how good a fuck her father was.

"Since it's a special occasion and since I don't have any more school until September, is it okay if I stay up later tonight? Like, one o'clock?" she asked. She wanted to see a science fiction film that didn't start until eleven-thirty.

"No, young lady," her father answered. "You be in bed and asleep by midnight and no later. Tomorrow is going to be a busy day for you."

"Busy?"

"Yes. You have to help your mother get things ready for the trip."

"When are we all leaving?" she asked.

"Thursday," he answered.

"Thursday!"

"That's right. Besides, you still need your sleep so you can finish growing up as beautifully as you've started."

"Aw, Dad…"

"After all, you're only thirteen."

CHAPTER TWO

Les met her at LaGuardia Airport – sort of. He was waiting at the arrival gate, but he wasn't watching for her; he was busy talking intimately with an elegantly dressed and extremely attractive young woman.

The woman nodded past him, towards Amy. Les turned and spotted her. "Amy!"

She ran to him, happy to see her big brother – and surprised. He'd sent a photograph of himself six months before, but it hadn't done him justice. He was tall, powerfully built, handsome, and wore just about the most stylish clothes she'd ever seen on a man. He positively sent chills through her sweet young cunt.