Libby was 15, she had straight natural bleach blonde hair that stopped just below her shoulder, she was 5′ 6” and had a slim figure. She had deep blue eyes and perfectly rounded breasts, not to big and not to small. She was the youngest in a family of 4, it was Kassie (her mother), Blake (her father), Sally (her sister), and of course herself. Libby and her family moved to Denver, Colorado when she was 8 years old. She can still remember first meeting him, Derik, he was the first person she meet when they arrived at their new home.

While her mother and father and he older sister Sally brought in boxes and talked to the movers, Libby wandered off and found herself in a strangers backyard, or so she thought. Libby was looking around when out of no where a man’s voice said “Are you lost?”.

“I think so,” she said as she twirled around, “I was just exploring and….uh…yeah im lost.”

He chuckled, “You must be the family moving in accross the way. Here sweety I’ll take you home.”

They walked back to her house to find Kassie and Blake searching frantically for their little girl.

“Oh my goodness!” Kassie exclaimed where on Earth have you been?”

“I’m sorry mommy, I just…I…uh…am I in trouble?” Libby asked

Kassie laughed nervously, “No just go inside and get washed up for dinner young lady. Thank you for bringing her home….” She stopped not knowing what to call the man who just returned her 8 year old.

“No problem mam. She seems like a sweet kid, anytime they want to just tell em to come one over I could use the company and my little neice and nephew would sure enjoy having kids their own age to play with.”

Libby walked up the stairs, she looked back at Derik and smiled. That was how they met, and over the years Derik, Sally, and Libby had became really close and Kassie and Blake had come to trust him. They knew that Derik was a nice and respectful man and that he would never try anything with their girls so they felt comfortable letting the two stay the night whenever they pleased…with Deriks permission of course.