My name is Dean Chase, and this is the story on my life with Bailey. It was a warm summer morning in June; I was ten years old at the time. My family was moving to a town in Illinois, when my dad turned into the drive way I saw two girls sitting in the grass under a sycamore tree. The oldest one looked close to my age and the other looked about six.
"Why don't you go meet the neighbor's kids?" Mom told me.
I had Jet black hair with sea blue eyes (Which I still have) and I was rather skinny for a ten year old.
When I went over to the two girls I said, "Hi im Dean I moved here from Berkeley California."
"I'm Bailey, and this is my sister Sara." I'm sorry but I didn't describe Bailey yet she like me was ten, she had brown hair electric blue eyes, when she smiled her nose scrunched up in a cute way, she had the perfect amount of freckles. In other words she was and is perfect.
Sara was seven years old, she had red hair and like her sister had the same eyes, when she smiled she could light up a room with the dimple on her cheek.
"I'm going to go help mom she's making a pie." Sara told Bailey.
I sat down on the ground by Bailey. "Do you like board games?" she asked me with that sweet smile.
"Yea." I replied.
The years past and Bailey and I became best friends about a day after I moved there, but in high school I started to like her. By like I mean I wanted to hold her and kiss her, and in my pervy teenage mind I wanted to fuck her.
When I turned eighteen she slept over at my house, since we'd been best friends since I was ten so they didn't mind. She was about two months older than me so she was already eighteen.
When Bailey came over to my house she was already in pajamas. Maybe I should tell you what she looks like, she had 36C breasts she was 5'7 and she still had the same crinkly nose when she smiled, and she had the same cute face and laugh.
