I invited her in and she handed me her little leather jacket and gave me a kiss on my cheek as she passed by. She sat down on the couch where I had pu... out 2 glasses of wine. I hung up her jacket and I sat down next to her. We both lifted a glass of wine and paused for a moment for a clink."You seem like a very conservative guy who does not do this kind of thing," she told me with a smile. I couldn't argue as I sat there with my khaki pants and blue shirt. She laughed at me and told me I was. ”I’m only mean because I have to be.“I’m so glad you were silent all those years then.”I wish you were.“What’s that supposed to mean?” Penelope asks, stamping her foot on the floor.Nothing. It’s not worth the effort.“You’re right, it’s not,” she agrees.One of the most sensible things you’ve said in a long time.“I’m going to take the high ground,” the witch continues, ignoring the comment. “We’re leaving now and were dropping this conversation.”Fine by me.Penelope quickly dresses, grabbing her. It just happens so organically; she takes my hands and pulls me closer as we are dancing. I’m looking up into her green-brown eyes as she leans over and kisses me softly. Our lips press together for a moment or minute – I’m not sure how long. I just feel so warm and tingly as she continues to move and pulls our bodies into a close embrace. I open my eyes after she breaks the kiss and wonder what will happen next. We continue to move together, slow-dancing to an old punk tune. The song ends and. That’s great I remarked, turning my back to the room where Mom stood ironing cloths. “Why don’t you come down, moms at work and I have some great new mags my uncle left. We can get naked, look at them and jack off” said Clyde.Jacking off with Clyde was nothing new, we had been doing it for a long time, almost sense the day I moved into the neighborhood the summer I turned 14. Horny as hell, I said “Sure let me check with Mom and I’ll be down in a little while”.I had a hard on from the moment.