She seen me and ask what i was up too Well I was feeling it good that day so i answered just chillin smoking ya know she ask me if i wanted to see som...ething in her room now i never been to her room or seen it before n really didn't even know where it was cuz well i was hi lol i follow her up to her room we walk n talk nothing too diff then ever.We got to her room and she said" Well I think your cute " I said "Yeah thanks I think your really pretty if you dont mind me saying so" She didn't skip. Just don't ask too many questions." Mysterious. That's cool with me. You're younger than that, aren't you?" Yeah." You're in high-school." Sure." You're going to give me a heart attack." I know, old man." I'm looking at a picture of you right now. Helps me create an image." Are you, now? Tell me. Which one?" It's a dark one. You're in your bed, there's a computer next to you, and you're wearing nothing but bra and panties. Green bra. Pink panties. You have nice full tits, and it looks like. Then I remembered she was a four foot tall banshee, so proportionally I seemed larger than she expected. I looked down at her tiny, naked body and her womanly curves, trying to figure out the logistics of having sex with someone that much shorter than me. With remarkable agility, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist while her arms clutched the back of my neck. She gazed at me with lusty eyes for a fraction of a second before we returned to our passionate kiss with her suspended in. When she turned sideways, I was able see that she probably wasn't much younger than he, I guessed a well-maintained early forties. She wasn't gorgeous, but pleasant-looking, mature but not aged, with thick dark styled hair cut above her ears and short at her neck. The two of them were digging into the same bag to get documents and stuff, and by their relative ages and mannerisms, I assumed they were husband and wife. They looked like they went together, all except the fact that he looked like.