They had dated through high school, sneaking around and fucking like rabbits. I looked over at her and smiled. And somehow, that made me want her more. Names have been changed to protect identities. She turned to open her door. She also had really crooked teeth. My instincts. She also had really crooked teeth. Then laughed. She slowly rose up my shaft and slid back down again. Can’t a guy always be prepared?”
“Always?”
“Always.”
She laughed and managed to flip me over. She looked in her window. Our tongues twined slowly. “Oh that’s right I forgot you like to watch my ass.”
I laughed with her. Ok. My Xbox 360. Mine followed shortly after, again a violent struggle. Somewhere I managed to find the courage to ask for her number. Her name was Mary Carson. Except it wouldn’t open. Her breast popped into my view and I immediately grasped both in my hands. Questioningly. I’s quite thin at only 140 lbs. I grabbed her hand. Except it wouldn’t open. She said yes. I moaned, louder than before. She grabbed my arm firmer and tugged me to look at her.
