frame made him feel like a small child as they stood next to each other, his eyes barely reaching to the bulge of her breasts under her loose sweater.frame made him feel like a small child as they stood next to each other, his eyes barely reaching to the bulge of her breasts under her loose sweater. Although, like many small boys, he had always been fascinated by taller, bigger girls, he could not help but feel that this girl was far too overwhelming even for his taste. But she seemed not to notice his discomfort as she looked down at him and greeted him with a dazzling smile, "Hi! I'm Angie McPhallon. Looks like we're going to be neighbors." He flushed and mumbled, "Hi. Tom Lindsay. Nice to meet you." "Are you a sophomore, too?" God! Only a sophomore? Tom replied hesitantly, "No, junior." "Oh!" Again that dazzling smile. "An upper classman! Great! Maybe you could help me get acquainted here. Everything's so new and strange." "Uh, sure." Tom closed his locker and turned to look nervously up at her, finding he had to crane his neck to do so. "Uh, well, see you around. Hafta get to class." "Me, too. See you later, Tom. |