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CROSSED LINES.

A Johnny Test Hentai Fanfic.

THIS IS AN UNOFFICIAL CONTINUATION OF "Johnny and the Limit", which was written by vic elor. I recommend that your read his fanfic first. I do not have exclusive rights to continue his story. I think of this as A continuation, not THE continuation.

by Belfry.

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE:

"Do you have everything?", Hugh asked Lila. She turned around and sexily shifted her hips. "I haven't had any complaints yet!", she said as she winked at the man she loves. Hugh smiled at his sexy wife and laughingly said, "I mean, did we get everything packed?"

"Yes, dear," she said as she picked up her suitcase. Hugh said, "We better get going. I want to be home to cook the kid's breakfast, and take care of Mary while Susan and Johnny are at school."

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Johnny gently rolled up Mary's beautiful red hair, and covered it with the shower cap. Susan already had hers on. It was a bit snug, but all three managed to fit in the shower. Susan held Mary up facing her while Johnny picked up the washcloth and soap. He turned the shower onto a medium temperature and speed, aiming the spray at her neck. Mary felt the warm water trickling down her back. It felt good, and she could feel her back relaxing, the water moving down over her lumbar region. He took the sprayer off the mount, and started spraying her lower back diagonally, while washing her neck, then slowly down her back. When the cloth got to her waist, he rinsed off the top of her back. He could hear Mary ooh and ahh as the motion of the water eased some of the pain.

He started washing her lumbar and butt, trying hard, but not succeding, to keep his erection down. If he was having problems controlling his desire from just washing her butt, he knew it would be almost impossible to wash her breasts without something popping up!

After 30 seconds of him not moving, Mary said, "Something get your attention?"

Johnny shook his head, trying to get his mind off Mary's cute butt, and said, "Sorry, something had my attention!", as he started washing her legs. Mary slowly lifted her left foot a few centimeters, for him to wash it. He hen rinsed it, then she lifted her right foot for the same.

That done, Mary turned Susan around, Johnny looking straight at her beautiful breasts! "Concentrate, Johnny!", Mary said. "I'm tryin", he laughed as he started spraying Mary's chest. When he heard Mary moan, he couldn't hold his erection back anymore! BOING!

Mary immediately noticed this, and whispered, "I'll take care of it when you're done!" Johnny slowly messaged her breasts with the soapy cloth, paying close attention to her clevaage. He was SOOOO TEMPTED to message them with his hands only! He rinsed those cute puppies off and then started on her belly, soaping her down to snatch. Mary moaned again, biting her lip, trying to keep from making Johnny even more hornier!

As Johnny aimed the warm water to rinse her woosiwoo, she grabbed his hand and held it in place for a moment, enjoying the good feeling.

Susan started out of the shower, leading Mary to climb out slowly, turning and sitting her on the toilet, the cloth covered lid felt warm on Mary's butt. Johnny stepped out, standing in front of the sitting Mary. As he was drying her off, Susan closed the curtain and started her shower. "Johnny," Mary meekly said, "I can take care of you now. Just be careful. You can hold my head, but don't move it!"

He finished drying her off, he took her shower cap off, her hair flowing down her back, then stepped closer and slowly pushed his erect cock in her open mouth He started slowly working it in and back, Mary using her tongue, wrapping it around his cock, licking up the sides, sending thrills up Johnny's spine!

Johnny wasn't use to working so hard to cum in Mary's mouth. Good for him, he was wanting her sooo bad, it didn't take long for him to cum! Two more gentle thrusts and he shot four squirts into Mary's mouth!

She swallowed each squirt as it came in, grinning from ear to ear, licking her lips as Johnny began to collect himself. Mary said, "Now THIS is a great way to start each day!" All Johnny could do was giggle and say, "Oh yes! I'd be in a good mood EVERY DAY!" "That's a good idea!", Mary said as she shyly giggled.

The shower stopped. Johnny leaned over and kissed Mary, whispering, "Thank you," in her ear. He went to his room to get dressed for school. Susan came out and took the other towel and dried herself, then lifted Mary and helped her back to their room.

Susan set her down on her bed, and pulled Mary's pajamas and a pair of panties out of the drawer. "No thanks," Mary said. "Why?", Susan asked.

"That's one less thing I have to pull down if I have to go to the bathroom."

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"Kids! Breakfast!", Hugh yelled upstairs. Johnny and Susan ran downstairs, dressed and ready for schhol, and sat down at the dining room table. Dukey was already there, laying down on the floor. Both of the kids took a drink from the glass of milk in front of them. "For my wonderful children," Hugh said as he started to place on the table the plates he was carrying. "Bacon and pancakes for Johnny," he said. "Awesome!", Johnny cried out. "Scrambled eggs, sausage and toast for my dear Susan," Hugh said. "All right!", Susan exclaimed. "And on the bedtray for Mary, French toast with mango juice! All my kid's favorites, with thanks for a wonderful weekend with their mother!", Hugh bragged. "And for Dukey, a plate of bacon for being such a good dog!" Hugh then picked up the bedtray, and quite literally, danced through the living room and up the steps, not spilling a drop of Mary's mango juice!

"He's in a good mood this morning!", Susan said. Johnny smiling at this said, "Yeah, Mom must have given him some!" Dukey spoke up, "Now, Johnny, show them some respect. Your Mom and Dad love each other very much! If you're lucky, when your his age, you and Mary will still be that much in love with each other and making love every night!"

Hugh danced his way to the girl's room, balance the bedtray on his right hand and knocked on the door. "Mary! Your breakfast is here!", he singsonged. "Come in!", he heard through the door, as she scooted her head up against the headboard. He opened it and danced to her bed, happy and smiling. "For my sweet little girl," he sang as he placed the bedtable exactly over Mary's waist. "Your favorite breakfast! Tada!", as he lifted to cover on the plate.

Mary's eyes bulged. "My favorite! Oh, Dad, thank you!", as she leaned up a little. Hugh leaned down and she kissed him on his cheek. Mary noticed something else on the tray. Hugh picked up the hand bell and handed it to her. "Now baby, if you need something, just ring this bell."

"Dad!, bells are so old fashioned!", Mary exclaimed. She handed her father what looked like a small beeper. "Put this on your belt, and when I press this," pulling out a small box with a big red button, "that will buzz and the light will flash, like this!", as she pressed the button.

Suddenly the light flashed and it buzzed over and over. Hugh looked closer as Mary said, "Now press the green button for it to stop." He did, and the noise and flashing stopped. "Now you won't have to strain your ears to hear a bell from the other end of the house!"

"Brilliant idea!", Hugh said. "I have such genius daughters!"

Mafry smiled and giggled, "Oh, Daddy!"

"Now, is your back hurting real bad today?"

"Mary cleaned me in the shower, and that helped a lot. It still hurts..."

"When you Mom hurt her back, it was very painful for her. Don't worry, you'll get through it. Your pain medication is in the bottle right by you on the nightstand, and a cup of water. Take it if you hurt so bad, that sleep is only escape. I'll be back when you buzz me to pick up the bedtray when you're done. Now eat up! It's getting cold!", he grinned as he kissed her on her forehead, then danced out of the room.

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As Johnny walked into school, he saw a crowd gathered in the far end of the hall. At first, he wasn't interested in what was happening--he had enough to deal with already! The closer he walked towards the crowd to get to his homeroom, he heard people talking.

"Are you for real?" "You look cute!" "I don't believe it!" "She must have gotten a boyfriend!"

He started to go into his classroom, when he heard the name Sissy mentioned. He turned and headed towards the commotion. When he got close to the center of the mob, he had the shock of his life! Sissy was wearing...wearing...A DRESS! She cut her hair short! No earrings, no choker, no long eyelashes! In fact, the only think she still wore that was in common with her usual outfit is the pink lipstick she still wore!

After the initial shock, Johnny realized, 'She looks cute! Supercute! Uber-cute! Is she doing this to get my attention?'

He was half-right. Shortly before the bell, she made her way into the girl's restroom. She went into one of the stalls, sat down and waited. Damn! The seats are cold!

The bell rang, and the kids made their way to their homerooms. Sissy waited about five minutes until she heard the janitor pushing his cart by. She stood up and ran out into the hall, narowly missing Michael, the new janitor.

Michael was 30, a bit overweight, and took this job because it was all he could get. He gambled on his application, not listing his felony conviction. His ex-wife had convinced their six year-old daughter that 'Daddy touched you wrong', then a politically motivated District Attorney pressed charges against him, and rode that conviction to run for Governor. Michael didn't do it, but his lawyer convinced him to take a plea, whereas he got five years probation, and a ten year listing as a Convicted Sex Offender, but no jail time. After his emotional pain of the divorce and losing his daughter, he decided that younger girls were easier to deal with. He soon found small breasted, young girls around 13 to be most desirable.

Not that he would ever have sex with them! He enjoyed looking at them, his mind imagining them in skin tight bikinis or naked. He would masturbate to it, but he would never physically touch one! He valued his freedom more than the sex with one of them.

He soon discovered that every prospective employer would tell him the job he applied for was filled, as soon as they found out about his CSO status. After losing out on six jobs, he learned NOT to put his conviction on this application. Somehow, someway, they didn't find out about it.

As she ran past Michael she "fell" on her stomach onto the floor, saying "Ow! My ankle!" Michael, being concerned, went back to help her, the noticed her cute butt sticking up. Her dress was tangled up so he could see part of her panties. After a second, he reached down to offer to help her up. "Are you OK?", he asked.

"Ow, it hurts!", she said, feigning a twisted left ankle. "I don't think I can walk on it. Can you pleas carry me where I can sit down and rest my ankle?", she asked, knowing how close to the North Hallway storeroom they were.

"It would be my pleasure," he said as he smiled. Sissy knew that look. So far, so good.

But instead of the storeroom, he took her to the Panic Room! She didn't even KNOW there was such a room in the school. He pulled his keyring away from his belt, unlocked and opened the door, then sat her down on a twin bed in the Panic Room. She leaned back with her legs apart, getting his attention.

"You know, you're too pretty a girl to get yourself hurt." he said as he opened the first aid kit and took out a chemical icebag.

"That feels nice," Sissy said as he slightly pressed it against her ankle. "Is there anything I can do for you?", she asked in a sweet, innocent voice. "Anything?"

"This girl is coming on to me," he thought. Sissy then undid the ties over her shoulders, holding her dress up, then releasing them, the fabric covering her breasts falling down. He took a good look and gasped. "So beautiful! So natural! So petite! Perfect size!", he said, trying to play on her "insecurities".

"They not big, like what the boys like...", she pouted.

"They're perfect to me!", Michael said as he leaned closer.

"NOT SO FAST, MISTER!", Sissy stated. "I thought you like to look at little girls, and I was right!"

Michael started to panic. He hadn't touched her yet, but still she could raise a stink and cost him his job.

Sissy spoke up, "I'll make a deal with you," as she slipped her dress off. "You can see me naked, touch me for five minutes, but NO INSERTIONS, once a week, if you you give something to me..."

Michael defintly wanted to see her naked, touch those breasts and hold her butt. "What do you want?", he excitedly said.

She was going to settle for the supply closet, but this room is much nicer! "A key to this room. I want to bring my boyfriend here for some fucking," she boldly said, exciting Michael with her language.

"Cool! Can I watch?"

"NO! You'll have to settle for 5 minutes of me naked once a week."

Michael thought about it, and within 30 seconds said, "Deal!" He took the key to the Safe Room off his keyloop and handed it to her. He didn't worry, he had a spare in his desk.

With the key in her hand, she pulled her panties off and parted her thighs. Michael took a good look at her little hairless pussy, touching her thighs and where her public hair would be, then her clitoris. Sissy then rolled over and thrust her butt in the air. He grabbed it and gently squeezed, enjoying the warm feeling in his hands.

"OK, you got your fun for the week. I want this room during lunch periods. Right?"

"Right!"

"When the door is deadbolted, go away, don't even knock or I'll get pissed. If I get pissed, I'll tell a teacher you tried to molest me." Her trade concluded, Sissy smiled. Phase One was complete. At lunch, she would start Phase Two.
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