Tabitha Michaels

Tabby wasn't a great student, and the project due on Monday was worth a big enough part of her grade that she was willing to do whatever it took to get the grade - even if it meant getting her strange neighbor to do it for her. They'd been in the same class as long as she could remember ans while he wasn't exactly the brightest, he was close.

And it didn't hurt she'd seen the way he looked at her. Even as young as she was, she'd learned exactly how to get men of any age to give her exactly what she wanted.

She was sunning herself by the pool in the back yard in a frankly illegally small bikini that barely covered her budding womanhood when she saw him watching her through the fence. Daring a tease to get his attention, she stretched in the large lounge and opened the tie on the front of her top, letting it fall open to reveal her small breasts.

For her age, Tabitha had always been a bit precocious - curious about the way that people worked. She'd learned very young that being sweet, kind, and above all pretty would get her anything she wanted from almost anyone. Even Mommy, whose work schedule made it difficult to catch her at home, would bend to her request if she batted her eyes and said 'please' nicely in her sweetest little voice.

Her twelfth birthday was coming up soon, and more than anything she wanted her own laptop - but Mother had shot it down promptly and said it was too expensive... which really couldn't be true. So, she'd resigned herself to charming Daddy... which always seemed a little too easy. Sweet eyes, nibbling her lip and dressing up like the girls in the magazines he kept under under the sink in the master bathroom always seemed to do the trick.

Which is how she ended up in her school uniform on a Saturday, the skirt rolled under and pinned until it rose well above her knee and showed lacy pink panties she had swiped on a trip to the mall every time she moved her hips. Opening the top several buttons of her crisp white blouse, she left it just open enough to show her training bra and left her blonde hair in a messy ponytail. With just a spritz of bubble gum body spray and soft pink lipstick, she hoped it was a good enough copy of the school girl in the old Playboy that was on the top of the pile. It had certainly worked to get the attention of a boy she liked at school until her teacher caught her and made her go fix it in the nurse's office.

"Daddy?" She asked playfully, pushing open the door to his office with the toe of her lace-topped sock - letting her hand linger on the door. "Are you busy?"