Disclaimer: Step By Step belongs to Lorimar Television, Miller/Boyett
Productions and Warner Brothers Television. This story is not-for-profit,
but I own it.

Date: 11/12/2005

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, female solo sex, female/female sex, strong language,
male/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Pairing: Karen Foster/f/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This story is a birthday gift for Angela Watson, who was born
on November 12th, 1975.

Summary: After she had gotten her parents approval, Karen goes to the Big
Apple to try for Broadway stardom, only to have herself get robbed and been
given no other choice, but to stay at a female stranger's residence.

Dedication: Happy Birthday to Angela Watson! -- ATK 2005

Step By Step: 18 And Lost In New York City
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected] com)

Has anybody in this whole United States ever wonder what might happen to them
if they had ever left home in a certain age and moved his or her self to a
certain other place with hopes of making it big time, only to have something
bad happen to them?

Well, if there are still some of you who are having a problem with what I'm
trying to get at, I guess that I might as well answer the question the only
way I know how... by telling you the story that I'm writing right now.

You see, it had all started on November 12th in the home of a construction
workler named Frank Lambert and his wife, a beautician named Carol Foster,
who had met while on vacation and spontaneously got married, causing his
three kids -- J.T., Alicia and Brendan -- and her three kids -- Dana, Karen
and Mark -- to have no other choice, but to merge into one big, happy family.

And even though they had to go through a whole lot of hardships along the
way, the combained Lambert-Foster clan has truly succeeded into becoming that
one big, happy family.

But of course, there would be a certain amount of time heading towards Frank
and Carol in which they might have no choice, but to realize that -- with
the exception of their newborn daughter, Lilly -- all of their kids would be
grown-up enough and ready to leave the nest to go off on their own.

Which brings us to the day in question, for it was on that very day that
Carol has walked into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee, which
she always had every morning before going to the beauty parlor that she works
at with another beautician named Jean-Luc Rieupeyroux.

But just before Carol was about to take a sip of her coffee, both Frank and
Karen had walked into the kitchen and sat themselves down at the kitchen
table with long looks on their faces, causing a curious Carol to walk over
to the table, sit herself down in-between them and ask, "What's wrong, you
guys? Was J.T. pulling another one of his stupid pranks again?"

"I just wish, Carol. To tell you the truth, Karen has just walked up to me
and said that she's ready to go to New York City and try to make it big as a
Broadway star," said Frank, after he had taken a deep breath. "That's before
I had suggested that we should tell you about it first."

And after Carol has just realized why Frank was so concerned, Karen had
turned her head towards her loving mother and said, "Look, Mom. I really
don't want to cause any problems for you and Frank, but I'm 18-years-old
and ready to go out and find my true place in the world of the theatrical
arts. So what do you say, Guys?"

And after she had turned her head towards her beloved husband, all Frank had
done was shrug his shoulders and answered, "You know my answer as well as I
do, Carol."

And then, after she has realized that Frank was right, Carol has turned her
head towards Karen, placed her gentle hands on top of her beloved daughter's
and said, "Well, Karen. I guess that it's time for us to wish you good luck
in New York City."

That has caused a smiling Karen to jump out of her chair, give both Frank
and Carol a big, loving hug and run up the stairs to her bedroom in order to
start packing for her New York trip and leave Frank and Carol alone in the
kitchen to wonder if they had done the right thing.

Just then, a Greyhound bus station within the City of New York, one of the
company's many buses has just arrived and allowed all of its passagers --
including a wide-eyed and smiling Karen Foster -- to step out of it.

But then, after Karen has used one of the pay-phones to call Frank and Carol
and let them know that she had arrived in the Big Apple in one piece, she had
joined some other passagers in walking towards the nearest exit, only to have
someone bump into her and cause her to fall down to the floor.

And as soon as a scruffy-looking man had ran over and helped his curly-haired
friend get Karen back on her feet, the two male strangers had taken-off, just
before Karen was able to discover that she has actually been robbed by those
two crooks, because her wallet, her wristwatch and her bags were all gone.

"WAIT! STOP, THIEVES! I'VE BEEN ROBBED!" yelled a shocked Karen, after she
had started chasing after the two crooks out of the building and into an

But then, just as she was about to catch to the two thieves and get her
stolen property back, poor Karen had tripped and fell right into a small
patch of water, allowing the two crooks to get away with their loot.

It was that very moment that after she had gotten herself back on her feet,
poor Karen has no other choice, but to place her hand over her eyes and begin
to cry.

But of course, the whole entire incident has never gone unnoticed, for as
soon as the two thieves were out of sight, a beautiful young blonde female
has walked over to Karen, placed her gentle hand on Karen's shoulder and
said, "I saw the whole thing and I'm sorry to say that I was unable to stop
them and get your stuff back. But if you want me to do so, I'm more than
perfectly willing to let you stay at my place until you get back on your
feet. Would you like that?"

And after she had looked at the smile on the blonde female's friendly face
and realized that it was better than waundering the New York City streets and
catching her depth of cold, a saddened Karen has wrapped her arms around her
newfound friend and answered, "Oh, yes. I would like that very much. By the
way, my name is Karen Foster and I had came to New York City to try to make
it as a Broadway star. May I ask what your name is?"

"My name is Samantha Rourke. My friends call me 'Sam'," answered a smiling
Sam, while she and Karen were walking themselves out of the alleyway. "And if
you're as willing as I am to do so, I might be able to suggest something to
you that might be better than being a Broadway star."

And then, as soon as they had arrived at a downtown apartment complex and Sam
has unlocked one of the apartment doors, both Karen and her newfound friend
had stepped into the residence, where she had noticed a young male stranger
with dark brown hair fooling around with a camera.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about him, Karen. He's only my roommate," said
a smiling Sam, after she has placed her gentle hand on her newfound friend's
shoulder. "Mister Kevin St. James, I would like you to meet Miss Karen

And after he has placed the camera on the coffee table, a curious Kevin has
walked over to the two babes, placed his gentle hand on Karen's cheek and
said, "Don't tell me. Let me guess. You had just arrived in the Big Apple
with dreams of Broadway stardom in your eyes, only to have those dreams
stripped away from you by a pair of villianous rouges. Am I correct?"

And then, after she had slowly nodded her head in response to that question,
an understanding Kevin has moved his gentle hand over to Karen's shoulder,
looked at her with a smile on his face and said, "Well then, Karen. It seems
that you had been placed among a pair of friendly faces and there's nothing
for you to fear inside this very apartment. Now, why don't you go ahead and
take a nice, warm shower? Okay?"

And after she had agreed with that suggestion, Karen has gone into the
bathroom, removed all of her clothes, turned on the water and stepped into
the shower to allow the water to start casscading down her entire bare-ass
naked body.

But then, while an unsuspecting Karen was rubbing soap all over her
body, a nude Sam has stepped into the bathroom and stared at Karen's
wonderfully-built body for a minute or two, while she was pumping two
of her fingers in and out of her hot, wet pussy and carressing her own
tits with the other hand.

And then, after she had slowly licked her own lips and realized that she was
unable to withstand the wonderous sexual impulses within her, Sam has stepped
into the very same shower and placed her hands on Karen's bare shoulders.

That has caused a shocked Karen to turn quickly around and look at Sam like
she was about to ask, "What do you think you're doing, you stupid crazy

But just as she was about to say those words, Sam has placed the tips of her
fingers on Karen's lips and said, "Sssshhhh. It's okay, Karen. You don't have
to say anything. All you need to do now is just relax... and enjoy it."

And with that, both Sam and Karen had kissed each other ever so passionately
on the lips, just before a nude Kevin has stepped into the shower and placed
his stiff cock inside Karen's asshole and Sam has started licking all over
Karen's body -- all the way down to her hot, moist snatch and carressing her
stiff mounds.

"Aaaahhhh! What are you guys doing to me? Please don't do this! I don't want
it! Stop it! Oooohhhh! Please, you guys! Don't stop!" said Karen, after she
has placed one of her hands on Kevin's bare arm and the other hand on Sam's
bare shoulder. "Yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Sam! Do it, Kevin! Touch me!
Fuck me in the ass! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

And then, at that exact moment, Karen has suddenly realized that she was
experiencing something that she had never experienced in another city before,
for she was experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying every
minute of it.

Just then, after they had finished taking their shower together, moved
themselves into the bedroom and placed their nude bodies on the bed, Kevin
has placed his stone hard dick inside Sam's pussy and started licking on
Karen's snatch and Karen has started sucking on Sam's tits.

sexually-energized Sam, after she has placed her hands on Karen's bare

And then, after they had started moving harder and faster and their
lovemaking has finally made its way through Central Park, the three newfound
bi-sexual lovers had came and collapsed due to exhaustion.

Then, after they were all finally able to catch their breath and the two
babes had placed their heads on his chest, a curious Karen has placed her
gentle hand on Kevin's shoulder, taken a deep breath and asked, "Kevin,
just what is it that you're doing for a living anyway?"

That has caused a smiling Kevin to reach over and pick up his portfolio,
place it on his lap and open it for Karen to see that it was an album of
all the nude photos that he has taken of Sam and the other various women
that they had encountered in poses of pure sensual erotica.

"You see, Karen. I happen to be an artist and I had chosen the nude female
as my canvas, because her body is indeed the most wonderous work of art in
the history of all of creation," answered Kevin, after he has placed his
gentle hand on Karen's head. "As a matter of fact, Karen. I would like you
to join Sam in becoming the subject for my latest masterpiece. Do you want
to do it?"

The answer to Kevin's question had came soon enough, for while everyone else
were enjoying themselves at an opening of the many works of Kevin St. James
inside a local art gallery, Karen had looked at the portrait of her nude
self laying on top of Sam's bare-ass naked body with her eyes wide open and
staring at the observer, causing a smile to suddenly appear on Karen's lips.

Of course, it had certainly meant that a wide-eyed Karen Foster has finally
arrived in New York City and that she knows that if Frank and Carol were to
see that particular portrait, they would go totally balistic.

But as long as Karen is alive and well and has found something that was way
better than starring on the Great White Way, Frank and Carol could just go
screw themselves.



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