Donna had seen the girl a number of times. She had felt a strange attraction toward the girl. She found her eyes drawn time and again to the exquisitely pretty blonde. There was something about the girl that appealed to her, made her tingle. Within two days, she was certain the girl was attempting to get her attention.

In the span of two days, the girl had walked past Donna's house eight or nine times. She had walked slowly and aimlessly, and Donna noticed the girl would look at her from the corners of her eyes, almost shyly, yet with a quality of boldness. And on the second day, the girl began to openly smile at Donna.

Donna had been outside, watering the plants, wearing her shorts and a blouse. The blonde girl strolled by, her eyes flashing. Donna was struck by the beauty of the young girl immediately. The girl had on a pair of extremely tight shorts, shorts that molded her sweet little ass and emphasized the swells. They were so tight in the crotch, Donna thought they should be uncomfortable. Although the girl wore a halter, Donna could hardly tell if there were any tits on the girl. Her long blonde hair was loose and flowing, and her face was so sweet it was almost painful to look at her.

As the girl went by, Donna gazed at the girl. There was an immediate appeal to that slightly swaying ass and those long, smooth thighs. Donna felt a twitch between her thighs as she looked. Surprised to feel this reaction toward a girl, Donna nevertheless found it almost impossible to stop looking.

Half an hour later, the girl came by again. This time the girl looked directly at Donna and smiled shyly. Hardly ten minutes later, the girl came by once more. Donna smiled, the girl smiled, and a soft greeting came from the blonde girl. The girl walked slower than ever, and Donna thought she was being teased. On the next walk by, the girl paused and looked at Donna, greeting her again. Donna turned off the water and the blonde girl walked over the lawn to stand before her.