"Hiya Jimmie!", she chimed brightly. Jim looked up and, starting at the feet, slowly took in all of Robin's shapely body, her round hips, her thin waist, and finally her huge breasts. "Hello Robin", he dreamily replied. He knew this girl well enough. She loved people admiring her body.
Robin found that far from being pissed at Jim for looking at her in this way, she actually enjoyed it. It was almos as though he was undressing her with his eyes.
She came closer to Jim. "Can we meet tonight?", she had hoped that this request would come out with authority and eloquence, but it was weak and pleading. Jim nodded, "Sure, you know I love helping you with your homework" She tried again, "I just need you to see me tonight". No matter how she tried, she still had the vocabulary and mannerisms of a ditzy blonde.
Jim smiled condascendingly, but in a nice way, "I'll be here at 4:15, write it on your hand if it'll help you remember.", he hugged her and kissed her on the cheek, and the pair parted for first period. She looked down and saw that Jim had written 4:15 and a big heart on her hand in marker. How dumb did people think she was?
First period was not as boring as she had thought. They were in art class, and her friends were doing still life. She surprised everyone with her sudden development in talent. The teacher remarked, "Excellent improvement Robin, your tree simply jumps out of the picture".
She was having fun guaging people's reaction, and explained it away as something having "just clicked".
Fri Mar 10 08:27:40 2000
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