"Really?" Zack asked, surprised.
"Sure they would."
"Do you want to come in?" He offered.
"Thank you."
Maxine stepped inside, Zack closed the door behind her.
He found himself nervous, not sure what to do. She'd said all those nice things.about him, said he was handsome. She must like me, Zack thought.
Before Maxine could say why she was there, the boy stepped forward and kissed her, grabbing her huge breasts hidden under her uniform and under shirt. She was shocked, shocked by his sudden boldness, too shocked to stop him. He was a good kisser, and his hands felt good on her chest . . .
Zack broke the kiss, letting go off Maxine's breasts. He saw the look on her face. Oh, no! I blew it! He thought.
"I'm sorry, Maxine! I don't know what I was thinking," He said, looking down. "That was a really immature move.
"Hey, relax," She said, warmth in her voice.
Zack looked up. She was smiling.
"You - you're not mad?"
"No," Maxine chuckled. "I just didn't expect you to kiss me. You kiss really good. A very grown up kiss."
Zack smiled, blushing.
"I only missed you because I thought you liked me," He admitted.
"I do."
"I mean you said all those nice things about me . . ."
"Oh, Zack, I didn't mean me. I'm twice your age. You're not interested in me."
"Sure I am, I always have been interested in you."
Maxine blushed. I had no idea . . . She thought.
"Anyhow, I came here to see the Sheriff."
"Oh. He's not home right now. He and mom went to the county fair."
"Oh. I'll talk to him later then."
Before he could think of anything to say, Maxine was out the door, closing it behind her and gone. She was afraid of what else he might say or do, so she thought it was best to leave first.