' 'Yes, that's right, Mr Skateboard guy, have a good look. I can see you from behind my sunglasses, you think I'm asleep, but I'm watching you. Oh, th...t's cute, pretend you're texting on your phone that's very clever, I know you're taking a picture and sending it to your friends. Here let me give them something to really enjoy shall I? The straps of my bikini top seem too tight, let me undo them. Oops, my boob has fallen out by mistake, how did that happen? There you go take another photo,. Mrs. Jennings seemed to want rather a lot of my time, so an arrangement was made for us to meet up the following week at the Red Bull public house. My attire for that day was a school uniform, something which she clearly approved of. We sat at a corner table; I was sipping my fizzy drink through a straw while she twittered on about this and that,It was pretty obvious to me that her interest went a lot further than just my company in a public place. She was eating me with her eyes. It was. She had hips, but barely an ass, which made falling a lot more painful than she imagined for the other, curvier girls. But what she lacked in brains and physicality, she made up in heart. She was a friend to all of her classmates and she always tried to keep her outlook bright.One day, Minako was walking back to her apartment after a long day of class and was stopped by a strange, hooded woman. Naive and sweet Minako asked her if she needed help, only for the woman to hand her a small key. That's why I used to like Auntie Val, I guess, because she wasn't at all shy or secretive. She liked men and enjoyed sex and didn't seem to mind people knowing. Often I'd pass her house on an afternoon and see a car outside and her front bedroom curtains drawn. And I'd see lots of sexy undies on her washing line, or waiting to be ironed. Occasionally some discarded stockings on the bed, or torn pantyhose from a recent hot date. She was about 5 feet 3 inches and very cuddly, and just a little.