Though, there is no denying that she’s perfect for me. Maybe that’s it, the answer to why I obsess. Maybe my fear of losing her is what distorts a...y thought process from being based in rationale or reason. There are no other Harpers out there. Certainly none that would look past our twenty-year age difference and find interest in me and my quirks. At least, that’s what my brain whispers as it hoses down the already muddy slope my treadless soles feebly try to cling to.All my life I have been. I turned around to leave in disappointment only to find that she was standing behind me and watching me searching for her.I was seriously blushing at her and she burst into laughter. She came near me extended her arm for a handshake and introduced herself. I was frozen from her seductive aroma and didn’t utter a single word. She tapped me on my shoulders to bring me back into conscious and asked, “What happened?”I replied, “Sorry sorry, I am Deva, how are you?” Then we had some conversations. “Friday. Why?”“I wanna come see you play. Maybe we can go get an ice cream or something after.”Come on, like I couldn’t tell she wanted to ask me out. She’s a cute lesbian. I’m fucking lonely. It’s not like my secret boyfriend was gonna bitch about it to anyone but me. Besides, I was nearly positive I’d seen him and Lydia holding hands in the hallway earlier.Sam sighed in relief and nodded. “That’d be cool. You wanna hang out after school Friday before the game?”“You mean here?” I asked. I knew. . just a bird."He shrugged, and turned back to her. Kneeling before her he leant forward and started licking her pussy. Her eyes were still roaming back and forth across this side of the clearing. As his tongue touched her, she softly licked her lips, and brought her eyes back to exactly where I was. Either she knew about this space, or there was something else telling her where I was. I was sure of itShe closed her eyes, turned her face back towards him and put her head back. He hadn't seen.