Eira startled, falling backwards onto her hands. She looked around, but couldn’t pinpoint where the voice was coming from. “Who’s there?” S...e called. “Do not be frightened.” the voice responded, though this wasn't really an answer. “I mean you no harm. This beast was following you, and looked desperate enough to attack.” Eira slowly got to her feet. “You killed it then? To save me?” She took a tentative step in the direction the voice seemed to be coming from. “Who are you?” “I am. She's always left her blinds open on her back door and I've often seen her working or playing with her kids or her many animals. We'd smile and wave, shouting greetings whenever we'd see each other over our fence.Tonight, however, her kids were nowhere to be seen. She was apparently getting ready to watch a movie and wasn't wearing very much at all. I felt a twitch in my jeans as I saw her sensuous walk across the living room to get a snack. She had a cut-off tank top and panties on, which. I headed into her apartment, thanking her for her hospitality. As she said no problem, she closed the door and we both realized, once closed, being electronic, leaves out the option of leaving. Whitney said she was sorry, knowing I couldn't get to my truck, but she also said, maybe it's better, considering whatever is happening. Whitney offered me a drink, a coke, water, etc. We chatted and discussed what the hell could be happening. It happened quick and was scary she said. I watched her. I have one friend that thinks nothing of propositioning a guy if she thinks he's cute. She'll basically ask him if he would like to 'hook-up." I'm sure she gets a lot of action but that's sure not my style.So, do I want us to basically stop at where we are or to go a little further? And, what's 'a little further?' I guess 'petting.' Letting him feel me up top. Maybe even taking my top and bra off. Boy, that's sure more than kissing, even french kissing.Well, I'm fifteen. Maybe that's the way to.