He was fairly popular, she knew, and was active with both the yearbook committee and the drama club, in the latter of which he had taken small parts i... various productions. But there was something shy, something inward about him. She could hardly believe that this was the same boy who had barged into the girls’ bathroom that day and changed everything she thought she knew about herself. The boy who had seen her.But it was the same boy, she reminded herself firmly. And she continued to watch. She was my babysitter when I was a boy, she taught me how to swim down at her families shore house when I was about 10 and she gave me my first driving lessons and helped me to get my permit. I must have been 7 or 8 when she gave me the first boners that I remember in my life. Just seeing her when her family would come to visit gave me a wonderful feeling in my little boys penis.I remember it getting hard and stiff. I didn't know what was going on but I knew that I was embarrassed but I also. Any electric typewriter was far too expensive, so I was stuck with the old "basket of strikers" type machine. It was helpful, but I hated the fact that any error had to be erased and typed over, so I quickly learned that I had to slow down my speed in order to reduce the number of "white-outs."On top of that, when I re-read my copy, I would often find awkward sentence structure that needed correcting, and that meant re-typing a whole page or more. If it resulted in one positive thing, I was. Campbell closed the door and strutted over to my desk in her sexy way.She moved between my chair and my desk, hopping up on my desk and putting a heeled shoe on either side of my hips. From this position, her legs were spread just enough that I could clearly see between them and up under her almost-too-short skirt. I noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties today!“So, Jimmy, I wanted to talk to you and tell you I had a really good time the other day. But you left me a little frustrated young.