20 parts Ongoing His dainty hands gripped the wooden door frame, his body pressed against it softly. His head arose, with pink pinched cheeks and shy fluttering eyes.
"I remember when you let the sit my head on your lap.", he said looking her backside up and down. "Hmmm", she hummed in reply. "I was beaten up by some boys and you protected me...I felt pathetic that a girl had to save me."
His body twitched at a thought, "I remembered that you smelt of green apples and peaches. And that your thighs were really warm. So warm that I almost fell asleep. And your skin felt of soft velvet."
Her body turned to stare at the boy. Her eyes felt similar of that very day, he didn't like that look, it was the look of pity, a look the reminded him that he was a boy to her not man.
"I also remember your hand playing in my hair and tracing the bridge of my nose. That was my eternity, dream, daydreams, pictures, anything that reminded me of that memory."
Her eyes sized the boy in front of her,
"I know you look at me and see your friend's little brother...or that poor boy who needed saving...but I want you to know that I am no longer a boy, but a man. For you, and only I want to be that and more."
Her bright eyes glaze over, her expression was placid and unreadable.
"Ok, Man"
