My family said it was to small on me. I might scare the trick or treaters. Do you like to smoke. I never tried..." she said. I smiled. "Oh its hot on ...ou. You've never tried. It's funny I saw something from my window. Right up there, yesterday. I could have sworn I saw something else." I said.Her mouth fell open. "Did you see something?" she said. I nodded my head "Yes!" "Did you see me?" she said. I nodded again "Yes!" She then pounded her left heel on the concrete. "I just found them. It's. Bart walked into a bar and got himself a drink.There he saw her. It was his old teacher Ms Krabapple. She looked a lot better then he remembered. She was a hot number now with long sexy hair. She wore fishnet stocking and 12 inch heels. She was a bit drunk and her leather skirt was extra short. You could even see her dripping pussy when she bent over. Bart knew he broke up with Skinner for the 5th time and was trying to make him jealous but he didn't think she go this far. She had on a tight. On the last weekend in November—which happened to be the weekend before my eighteenth birthday—we ended up at Westmouth ice rink. The Simms twins had promised to take their little brother and two cousins so the rest of us tagged along. I was getting better but still wasn’t as good a skater as Clarissa by any stretch of the imagination.The whole group took turns holding hands with the three younger kids since it seemed fair that way. While Clarissa and I were going slowly, arms around each. She even tagged along twice and became an informal guide on a couple of days where she had nothing else planned. She was happy to give up a little of her own time for the chance to get to know Silke better. One of those ambling solitary walks led Silke into the forested mountains which surrounded the plain, and cresting a small rise, Silke stopped to find herself looking at a very small clearing. Even getting here had been a bit of a problem. She’d seen one mountainside which looked to offer.