My School Girl
As I entered the house from the garage I did a double take wondering if I had walked into the wrong house. A familiar looking girl was sitting at the kitchen table. The girl had her hair pulled back into a ponytail. She was wearing what appeared to be a plaid schoolgirl jumper with a white blouse underneath. Her legs were encased in white knee-highs and high-heeled loafers. She appeared to be doing schoolwork. As I closed the door behind me, she turned to look at me. Her face was made-up just...