Staring up at the black clad girl, you are caught offguard as she kneels down and grabs you "Hi, little man, my name is Thora. You're speaking at my cousin's school. I wanted to meet you so I offered to pick you up. Hope you don't mind." A little squeezed you ask the giantess to loosen her grip "How did you get it by my agent" you ask, a little suspicious.
"Don't worry Roger, my agent talked to yours and he agreed you'd be OK with it" Thora says. [Her agent, my agent, huh] then you work through the confusion "Oh, now I recognize you, you're Thora BIRCH" you say "I've always been a fan" She smiles, thanks you and then stands, still holding you but in both hands so she doesn't squeeze too tight.
Thora gets in the back seat of the limo and sits you down across from her. Its then that you notice the other girl, she's sitting on the seat beside you not even looking over. Thora breaks the ice "Roger, this is Steffanie, she started as like a girl-friday now she's a friend, confidant, and calender all in one. I'd be lost without her" The girl smiles shyly at the flattery and briefly glances over at you then she fixes her eyes to a spot right over Thora's shoulder.
You're curious about Steffanie so you look at her, she has long red hair, an attractive face, but way too thick glasses. Her sweater is oversized and totally hides her figure, but her plaid skirt reminds you fondly of your Catholic High School days. After checking Steffanie out you notice that the limo has gotten too quiet. The silence stretches til you can't stand it.
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