X. Knee-High Lover

'Hi Mom, I have good news: we're coming next Friday. Unfortunately, we can't stay long, so we'll leave on Sunday afternoon, but still we'll be together two days and nights - isn't it fantastic? Don't ask too much about Breta, be patient and wait till you'll meet her yourself - it's very soon now. I thank you for the invitation and send my best to Dad. See you soon! Rob.'

They were sitting on a futon drinking wine and talking. Both barefoot, both exhausted after the most incredible sex each of them had ever had. They had already taken a shower: Robin's jeans were good in hiding his turn on, but they were unable to delay his ejaculation. Three of them, in fact. He didn't regret about wicked pants and jeans though, he was happy as a fish. They decided to continue shooting tomorrow, and to dedicate this night to love and nothing but love.

'It's a shame your new boots are not waterproof,' he said.

'Why?'

'I'd like to take a shower with you wearing them.'

'Well, then even at it highest point, the shower would be able to only wash what I needed to wash most of all!' She giggled and stood up to fetch a snack from the fridge, and he stood up too and hugged her. She seemed very short to him without the boots, he could easily kiss her pubic through a thin material of the skirt - the only item she had now on. She put her arms on his shoulders and pulled him closer and held him tight.

'Do you think your parents will like me? I'm a bit nervous'.

'Why?' he knew the answer, he just didn't want her to move anywhere.

'You know why. If you mom didn't like your former wife only because she was half a head taller than you, can't you predict her reaction on a woman who's three heads taller than even your ex?'

'I'm sure, she'll love you. Her attitude towards Margaret had nothing to do with height, she was just too selfish and egoistic, and that's it. Don't worry love; it'll be fine, I promise.'

'Thank you baby,' with this words she lowered way, way down, kissed his hair, took him under his armpits and straightened up with him in her hands. Then she kissed him again, this time in the lips, put him on her hip and walked into kitchen, bending down in the doorframe. 'Time to have something to eat, my little one.'

'Hi Mom, I know this letter is out of the schedule, but don't worry, nothing's wrong. I just would like you to keep this one in secret, okay? The matter is Breta is somewhat different... I already wrote to you that she's not a usual girl, and in fact, she's very unusual in a way. She's absolutely adorable, and I'm sure, you'll find her lovely, but I'm also sure, you'll be surprised by her appearance. I don't ask you not to, but try not to make it too obvious please. Thank you and take care. Kiss you both, yours Rob.'

He didn't mind when she lifted him and carried a little; although at the first time he did felt embarrassed, he learnt to enjoy it very soon. She showed a great respect to his ego and never did things like this on public. He didn't mind either when she called him little, he realized that comparing to her he was the one. Particularly when occasionally she put those huge boots on (she actually liked them more and more and would do it quite often now, but only in Robin's flat: her own one had lower ceiling). He hired builders and erected a huge mirror in the master's bedroom on the ground floor. It was not as wide as the one upstairs, but stretched all the way up from floor to ceiling - all 10 feet of it. Now they could play in front of the glass that accommodated Breta's towering figure even with platforms on.

This mirror was the second shock for him. The first one he experienced after processing the film. Several photos featured the comparison coded 'Breta v Dwarf.' That other night neither of them could see it in full: her observation point was too high, his - too low. The camera however captured them impartially from the right angle. On the picture, his head got even lower up to her thigh than he previously thought. And her waist, breasts, shoulders and especially head were so magnificently high, he ceased to breath seeing it!

Breta, when he showed her the picture, just burst laughing: 'I knew I was a giantess next to you, but I couldn't imagine exactly how giant I was! It's so funny! You look so small here, look: your chin just couple of inches higher than my knee! My knee-high lover!' and she presented him a passionate kiss.

Now, thanks to the mirror, they could enjoy the view every time she put the footwear on. And the view never failed to surprise them - time after time after time. They explored a new poses, and even invented one involved Robin being suspended upside down, with his feet on her shoulders. She would hold them tight with her hands while he satisfied her with his tongue. She liked it so much that came quite quickly - luckily for him because after all he wasn't a bat and therefore couldn't keep the position for too long. And it didn't take long for him to come, too: she never forgot to please her little lover, steadily moving his body up and down, and those gentle frictions of his penis against her chest and midriff made him moan of pleasure.

So, the full-length mirror was his second shock. But not the last one.