“OK, I’ll be there too. See ya there.”She blushed and turned to her locker to grab fresh books that she already had in her hands.We both laughed...at her error.I couldn’t keep the grin off my face the whole way down the hallway to Journalism. I had just found someone even more distracted than me.We were given an assignment in Journalism. We needed to come up with articles to be published in the local paper next week and they were due by the end of the day next Wednesday.But what to write about?. It was a rather warm day and I had on a top with no bra underneath and a pair of shorts, no panties under them as well. I could see Walt was more interested in staring at my top and the outline of my tits than the papers and before too long he started to caress my thigh, gently rubbing his hand back and forth on my thigh. "What are you up to?" I asked him and he looked up at me and smiled. Before he even answered and I could do anything, he reached up and put his hand behind my neck and. I think you hafta be a lot older than you are. You gotta grow up first. You're still a little girl." I'm not either. I'm pretty grown up already. I'll be ten years old in a few more days. Remember, I was born 18 March 1940. An' people always think I look older than I am. So don't call me a little girl."Nathan realized she was sensitive about such things. He couldn't blame her since he was always trying to be older than he was."Yeah, Kathy; I guess you're not a little girl anymore. So, OK,. She didnt ask questions but she was sure that it was for the insurance money. At twenty-four, the half-Japanese and half-German girl stood only at five feet and two inches tall. She was short and petite with long black hair that was styled in a shaggy side cut. The front of her hair, the bangs or as some would refer to as the fringe, striped with red and white. She had wider hips than her older sister, who was fully Japanese, and larger breasts. She could attribute both of these qualities to.