“I’m sorry,” I stammered, red as a beet. “Sorry,” I said, “what did you say?”
“You said you had friends on campus. Indian hot sex A million other things can happen – so what I want you to do is remember this. I’m twice as horny now as I was.”
“Come on, Joshie. She slid next to me on the seat and we were soon talking up a storm about Star Trek, science fiction, and life in general. There was something about the way she did it that felt SO good. I came three times that night. It was just silence in the house. But that was the first time I ever saw a penis in real life. My heart is broken worse than you can imagine. To this day, a whiff of whatever it was she wore (might’ve been Jovan) will still send me over the edge. “Is that any good?” she asked. Four years had passed in a flash, and we were back to the place we’d started. “Look Josh, I actually know the people who handle all the campus tours and visits. She’d been dating the same guy, Chuck, since her freshman year. Tours, sitting in on classes, dining hall, a mixer dance (pretty lame, really, though I did get one slow dance
