So I'm sitting here cranking up my Marshall when I hear a loud pounding.  I stopped playing.   There it goes again.  Someone at the back door?  I answer.  A boy is standing there, a very familiar boy who just so happened to stop by a couple of weeks ago to ask for directions to the ball field.  On that day, I gave him directions and sent him off but I remembered that he seemed like he didn't want to leave...or like maybe he really had another agenda.  One having nothing to do with directions to the ball field. 

Today I answer the door and, again, there he stood.  He goes into some speedy dialogue about an assignment his teacher gave him...an assignment where he was required to kiss five girls and report on it to 'learn about the sexes'.  He wanted to know if I wouldn't mind 'french-kissing' him 'for three seconds'.  I nearly died!  I asked who set him up to do this.  He said he came on his own accord.   I told him I couldn't kiss him.  He asked why.  I told him I didn't feel like going to jail.  He said he promised he wouldn't tell anybody.  I told him, "Oh, they'll find out.  People always find out.  You'll discover that about life."  He asked if I had a boyfriend.  I told him yes.  I was afraid he'd ask me out if I said I wasn't taken!  He asked how old I was.  I laughed and told him I was probably at least twice his age.  He guessed that I was 26.  He couldn't have been more than 13-14 years old tops.  I told him he should ask someone his own age.  He told me I was 'the hottest girl he's seen around here' so he really wanted ME to kiss him.  I told him sorry....and that he had to go home.  "Where are your parents?  Where do you live?"  He told me lives down the street.  Surprise, surprise!  BESIDE THE BALL FIELD. 

He said that's too bad because now his teacher was going to give him an F.  I told him maybe if he explained the situation (that I was too old and therefore, illegal), she'd understand. 

The creepy thing about the situation is that the whole time he was giving me that 'drunk guy' look....you know the one where a guy gets drunk and displays in his leer exactly what he wants to do to a woman?  He kept staring at my lips and licking his own.  I honestly think he was considering just coming in for a landing and planting one on me! 

So now I'm wondering if this kid is spying on me through my windows and shit.   LOL!  I'm kind of weirded out!