It wasn't just her size. She was so guileless and docile, so easygoing and just plain friendly. Everybody liked her: His friends loved her. She wasn't much of a disciplinarian either.
He worried about her in the same way that a parent would worry about his kids. He was always afraid she'd be taken advantage of by some creep. It had happened more than once, starting with his own crummy father who'd made her pregnant at sixteen, then left.
Maybe that was part of it too. She was so young, and looked even younger. He shook his head in resignation. He should be looking out for her, not figuring how to use her body like those other men.
She'd married shortly after his Dad had gone, got pregnant, and then been widowed within a month. It was crummy that such a sweet person should have such rotten luck.
The front door banged and Paige tromped into the kitchen, throwing her bag on the floor beside the table. Jeff looked up at her in irritation.
She dropped heavily into the chair across from him and then seeing him looking at her, stuck her tongue out at him. What a brat.
"Ready for dinner?"
"Yeah, no sweat Allyson." she sighed.
"Don't call me Allyson, Paige. I've told you that before."
"Yeah, right." the brat said.
"I mean it."
Paige sighed heavily, much put upon.
Allyson put a plate of spaghetti in front of Jeff and went back for another.
"How come he gets to eat first?" Paige whined.
"We eat in order of importance. You're last." he mumbled through his food.
"Fuck you jock." she snarled.
"Watch your language Paige." Allyson said.
"You hate jocks so much, how come you're always hanging around the field?"
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not!"
"Children." ALlyson sighed. She dropped a plate in front of Paige and then put a third down at her place and sat down.
"What did you do at school today honey?" she asked. Paige rolled her eyes skyward.
"Nothing." she said.
"Found out what happens when she bends over a bench in front of Mark Summers and lifts her skirt." Jeff smirked.
"Fuck you, you liar." she yelled.
"Paige don't curse like that." Allyson demanded.
"Jeff don't say things like that about your sister."
"Okay, I take it back. She only wishes she'd done that."
"Eat shit."
"Up yours."
"Will you two please stop that at the table."
She glared at both of them and they finally quieted down. She sighed and went back to her meal. It was hard to control the two of them nowadays. Luckily, they were both good kids. They'd both turned out all right, even without any fathers around.
Jeff was in his last year in high school, and with even the slightest hint of luck, would get a full scholarship to one of the big ten colleges next year. She always worried about him playing, knowing there were huge behemoths trying to jump on top of him all the time, but he loved the game and she'd been unable to talk him out of it.
He took after his father thankfully. He was well over six feet tall, with broad shoulders and dark brown hair. His face was a combination of hers and Mike's, being both strong and handsome.
Paige was a little on the sharp tongued side, but still a nice girl. Anyway, Allyson was glad of the girl's spunk and spirit. She wished she'd been like that when she was her age. She wished she was like that now.
Paige looked more like her than her Dad. She had the same delicate features, with strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes. She was taller though, which was another reason to give thanks.
It was a pain being short. People tended to look down on you in more ways than one. Allyson was sure she would have had more confidence if she'd been taller growing up, and not always the shrimp of the group.
"I'm staying over at Julie's tonight." Paige announced suddenly.
"Paige, it's a schoolnight. You know you're not supposed to stay out on schoolnights." Paige rolled her eyes again.
"We're going to be studying for an algebra test tomorrow okay?"
"I don't know…"
"You can call her fucking parents."
"Would you watch your language please, young lady."
"Young lady? That's a laugh." Jeff sneered.
"Why don't you go fuck yourself?"
"Jeff, please stay out of this." He shrugged.
"All right, I'll call her parents, but you better do well in the test." Paige smirked. She'd already taken the test today, what a laugh.
"I feel funny." Paige complained.
"That's okay. Wait a minute and it'll get even funnier." Dave smirked.
She shook her head a little as her vision blurred slightly, and colors shifted. Her skin seemed to tingle, and her stomach fluttered.
The were in Dave's living room. His parents had gone for the evening. She thought her was tremendously cute, and was flattered that a senior would take an interest in her.
She sipped on the cola, hoping to cool off her suddenly hot skin.
"I feel warm," she sighed.
"Me too babe." he grinned.
He pulled her closer, his arm around her back sliding around in front to cup her left breast through her t-shirt. His other hand squeezed her right breast as he nuzzled her throat and kissed and licked at her warm skin.
She was fluttering her head around like a curious bird. He wondered if the pill would react wrong with the booze she was drinking It was hard to calculate how the drug affected different people. He was pretty sure nothing would happen to her though, he'd taken them so often, he was practically immune to them now.
He pulled her shirt out of the jeans she was wearing, then lifted it up over her breasts. He squeezed both her tits in the little bra, then unclipped it and let the two sides fall apart.
"You got nice tits Paige."
"Uhh huuuuhhhhmmmm?" He held her right breast, squeezing it out and then kissed and sucked on her nipple. He drew it into his mouth and chewed lightly as his free hand unsnapped her jeans.
He pulled the zipper down, then shoved his hand in, and pushed the jeans down off her hips as she giggled stupidly. He moved his face against hers, touching her lips briefly, then with more heat. He slid his tongue against her lips, then pushed inside.
She responded, her tongue twirling with his, moving into his mouth as his hand slid into her panties. She spread her legs apart as his fingers moved downward through her tangled pubic hair.
He felt her hot little slit and his heart hammered with lust. Hot little slut, he thought.
His hand grabbed at the waistband of her panties, jerked downward, pulling them over her hips. He shoved her pants and panties down her legs to her knees, then pulled away from her mouth and put both hands on the jeans, drawing them and the panties down her legs and off.
She fell backward on the couch, giggling still and shaking her head. Dave licked his lips as he beheld that pretty little pussy, all spread out for him.
He grabbed her leg, pulled her sideways on the couch, and then spread both legs far apart. Paige didn't resist or do much of anything, except sigh and blink her eyes.
He lay down next to her, pulling his own pants down. They kissed again, his hand sliding up and down her tight little body, moving roughly over her rounded titties, pinching her nipples and then twisting them a little. His mouth moved down onto her right nipple again, sucking and chewing it hard.
His hand was between her legs, rubbing and squeezing her cuntmound. He searched for her clitty, his fingers seizing the little flap of skin and rubbing it between them. Paige jerked her hips upward and grunted in surprise and pleasure.
"Like that babe?" he grinned.
"Mmmmmmmm." she sighed.
He rubbed her clitty some more, kissing her cheek, then her lips again. Paige squirmed and he rolled onto her, pulling her legs further apart as he poised his hard cock at her entrance.
"Gonna fuck you good babe." he groaned. He rubbed his cockhead up and down her slit, pressing firmly. He found her channel and jammed forward, making her grunt with pain.