My New Neighbors_New November 24

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My New Neighbors
Chapter 13. Into a Lion's Den?


Right when I was freaking out at the idea of going inside the neighbor's house I was suddenly bummed out by bad news. I'd just been informed
that my two new neighbor friends were not going to be my neighbors much longer. They are leaving the following weekend. This was awful
to hear. I'd just gotten to know Mandy and Randy. They were fun to be around. Mandy is cute and sweet and she only has nice things to say.
Randy is a bit on the wild side, mischievous and naughty, but I'm not complaining about that. Randy caught me being naughty with his sister
and amazingly he didn't raise a stink about it, and he too ended up matching my nakedness. Now Mandy wants us naked dudes to go into the
house.

"What's the rush, Mandy. We just met this guy. You sure you want him seeing all our stuff?" Randy asks his sister.

It seems to me that Randy deferred the decision making to his sister. They are twins, one the same age as the other. Normally the older of
a pair of siblings is naturally the leader, but here that doesn't apply.

Mandy showed she is the natural leader of the pair, "We only have so much time to be neighborly to Nolan and his family. They just moved in, and
we should make him feel at home. Our house is your house, Nolan. You are welcome to come by anytime. Are you two dry enough to go inside?"

We both said yes. Randy gathered up his clothes next to the swimming pool. He slips his underwear briefs on, carries the shorts and shirt bunched
in one hand. Seeing him put something on filled me with some tension. As the three of us go inside, I'll be the only one wearing nothing.

"Hey uh...is there anybody else home with you guys?" I asked, afraid to know the answer is yes, but knowing is better than not knowing.

"Our mom is on a work shift. She's the assistant manager at a big fitness center. She does the Sunday shift. It's senior Sunday where she leads
the aerobic swimming and watches over the geezers doing their old folks stuff," Randy explains.

"Mom is promoted to full manager, you doofus. That is why we are moving. She's taking the top job at another facility in another town. Now
come on and somebody open the door for me."

Mandy sure knows how to be the boss, and Randy immediately ran to open the back door. As he ran past me, Randy whispers, "She tells me
what to do all the time," and he rolls his eyes. I laugh, though I can't say I know the feeling, being an only kid. Being told what to do by
parents is enough for me. I then had to laugh, as I realized that if I spent a lot of time around Mandy I'd be having to do things for her
constantly, and the weird thing is that didn't bother me. I'd let Mandy boss me around from time to time. She was that much fun to be
around. Now if Randy tried to tell me what to do, I'd put the younger punk assed kid in his place. I laughed to myself at the thought of
ordering Randy to take out the trash or making him wash the family car while wearing only his underwear. I had the feeling I could pull that
off...but since they are leaving in only one week I'll probably never get the chance.

I felt the cooler air on my body as I entered the home of Mandy and Randy. Immediately I could see the early stages of them preparing for
moving. Boxes are scattered here and there, some already taped up and marked with what is inside. I had just finished doing a move, so I
know how tedious and tiring it all is, and how it makes one realize that we have way too much stuff. Somewhere in all this stuff is my clothes.

"Do I get my clothes back now?" I whispered into Randy's ear. He just grinned at me and shook his head. I could press the issue. I could
demand that Randy show me where he hid my clothes. But yelling out like that would let Mandy know I wasn't wearing any clothes. I'd been
keeping up this trick, this joke on her for about an hour now. How would she react if she knew? I kept my mouth shut and followed the twins
as they gave me the tour. It felt weird to be in a strange house when I'm naked. It made more sense when I was outside next to a swimming
pool. Being naked indoors in an unknown place made me feel somewhat lost and out of place. I guess that is natural. I had to acknowledge
the fact that as long as I was the one naked while Randy has something on, I would remain in a subservient position. He was keeping a secret
for me. This gave Randy power over me, and it was annoying. Being naked is being vulnerable, like going into the lion's den without a
whip.

A couple times Mandy placed her hands on me, the arm slipping around my waist, or her hand placed low on my back. These moments made
me suck in my breath in sudden fear she would touch me in the wrong place.

Finally, we make it to the bedroom of the twins. It's the master bedroom of the house, divided up into a his and hers sides. The wall on the
Randy side has the desk with computer, the posters of Star Wars characters, the posters of sports stars, and a poster of Kendall Jenner modeling
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I stared at the supermodel in the poster in near disbelief. I then turned to look at Mandy. It was amazing how similar she looked to the
gorgeous, super sexy, famous model. Mandy is still in that bikini, and with it being small it clearly showed the curves of her boobs, the shape
of her hips, and I'm amazed how mature she looks for being thirteen. If I wasn't told, I would assume Mandy is a year older than her brother.
Having been in Junior High only a year and a half ago, I know how girls mature faster than the boys do. I was very young looking when I
was thirteen. Eventually, I learned to enjoy being one of the few kids my age who had a grownup sized set of balls and cock when other guys
in 8th grade still had little to show down under.

On the Mandy side of the room there is a bed covered with a bedspread featuring unicorns, a nightstand with a Disney Princess lampshade.
I guess these colorful things are a parents way of trying to make the room appear normal, even though the blind girl can't see them.
What seemed more out of place is the posters on her side of the wall. These are of kids doing ballet moves, both boys and young girls
doing a pose for the camera, or caught in mid-motion on the stage.
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The boy featured in the poster is around the same age as the twins. I was surprised to see these on the wall. Why does a girl who cannot
see have an interest in ballet? I then had to look at Randy, and was amazed again how similar he looked to the ballet boy shown in the wall
poster. Randy is fitter than others his age, way more fit than I was at thirteen. I remembered I'd been told their mom works at a fitness
center, and the pieces started to make sense.

"Does Randy do ballet?" I asked.

"Ha ha no way," Randy shouts. "I do wrestling, have for two years. But I'm thinking of switching over to swimming. Mom has me signed up
to be on a swim club after we move. Maybe when I get older I'll do both."

"Aren't you a little small for wrestling?" I tease Randy. I could have teased him for having a smaller penis, but that's not fair for older boys to
compare dicks with younger kids, and it might make Mandy suspicious. But I could point out I'm much taller than he is, being Five-Foot
Ten inches, having grown a lot over the last year.

"I'll take you on anytime," Randy boasts. Then the younger kid steps up next to me. He whispers in my ear, "If you can pin me, I'll give you
your clothes back. If you lose...I keep them as my winnings, and you go home the way you are."