The Manga Girl
The Manga Girl
"Hi, I saw your ad."
She was all smooth bare legs, tight shorts, and a cute Asian fringe cut.
Nick couldn't but help stare, but he guessed she had to be used to that.
He said, "Yeah, come on in," and stood aside, her scent making him think of tropical fruit as she passed. He watched the undulating movement of her round ass and she glanced back and flashed him a pearly-white smile.
"I'm Lucy," she said.
"Nick," he said. "Drink, before I show you around?"
"Let's take a look first. If I like what I see, we can talk. Okay?"
"Fine with me. Upstairs then. Ladies first."
"If you were a gentleman," she grinned, " you would go first."
He was not a gentleman and he enjoyed the view as he followed her up the stairs.
"Bathroom here," he said when they reached the top floor. "My bedroom over there, box room at the end of the landing, and," he swung open the adjacent door, "here's where you will be sleeping."
"Maybe," she corrected.
Nick had already convinced himself that she wouldn't take it, but he felt giddy just watching her. She wasn't tall, but her figure was beautifully proportioned, with jutting breasts, a wasp-waist which flared out into broad hips, an ample behind, and shapely thighs and calves. She stood in the center of the room and turned full circle on her four-inch heels.
"It's nice," she said. "Can I see your room?"
That took him by surprise, but he found himself opening the door and she peeked inside.
"You should make your bed," she said.
"I'm a lousy housekeeper."
"The bathroom's a mess too."
"If you move in, I promise to keep it clean."
"I'm glad you've got a tub. I love to soak."
Nick tried to visualize her soaking as they went down to the kitchen.
"Coke? Or something stronger?" he asked.
"Diet, if you've got it."
He opened the back door to let in the warm, early summer breeze. They sat at the kitchen table and she brushed back her hair with slender fingers.
"So what do you do?" she asked, wrinkling her stubby little nose.
"I'm a carpenter. I work for a company that restores old buildings."
"Sounds pretty cool. Do you own this house? The real estate's outrageous around here."
"I inherited it, but I'm not rich. That's why I placed the ad."
"I can't afford a lot," she said.
He had already decided that he would let her stay for free if she wanted, but he said, "Well, if you're interested, I'm sure we can work something out."