Maybe. But if so, she was probably flattered that a kid at the age where everyone thinks about the cooties STD is staring at her funbags.
It was pretty funny though. I was just hanging out with a couple of friends and she was visiting her parents. Then she sees me and she says "Jeremy, is that you?". So we were talking for a few minutes (she had a boyfriend unfortunately, not that a girl who was in her late 20s would be interested in a 17 year old) and that was pretty much it.
That was when my new life goal came about. Before I turn 21, I want to get with a girl who is around 30 (the hot 30, not the mother/out of shape 30).
I never cared about cooties. Ever since I was a baby, I was into Cindy Crawford and Christie Brinkley (still am even though they are probably pushing 50 by now). One time when my mom and her cousin who was visiting took me to the ice cream parlor, I was probably 18 months at that time, I grabbed the ass of a woman in front who looked like Christie Brinkley and I was chanting "niiiice, niiiice, niiiiiice" (I am told of that story all the time and I am very proud of it!).
