[MF] Old friends with exceptional surprises

Emily and I had been great friends for a few years. I lived down the street from her and we saw each other periodically. While I was always attracted to her, not too much ever came from it other than the occasional flirting during the summer when in my pool. She always seemed to have a new boyfriend and rotated through them regularly, though I was never sure if that was intentional or not.

 

One day in the middle of summer, Emily came knocking on my door and rushed inside as soon as I opened it. Her eyes were full of tears with mascara running down her face and onto a low cut dress I hadn’t seen before. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a box of tissues, pushing it towards her so she could clean up. She sat on the couch and pulled out half the box, drying herself off as best she could and blowing her nose, littering the floor as she went. I sat beside her and listened as she spoke.

 

[MF] Meeting a beautiful woman with a milky surprise

Money can buy you a lot of toys, a new computer, a home to live in and a decent car, but it can’t always buy happiness and companionship, something I have been lacking in the past few years. I yearn for someone to be beside me, hold me tightly, and never let go. Someone to be there all the time, look me in the eyes, and tell me how wonderful I am. Someone who I can return these feelings to. I don’t want any children to have to worry about taking care of, just someone to be with.

I log on to my computer and begin sifting through various websites, trying to figure out where to start looking for someone. I make a profile and seeing where things go, not having high hopes for anything.

I describe what I look like, six feet tall, lean, but toned, short brown hair and brown eyes. Light skin that tans well in the summer, and a couple of freckles across my face. I don’t think much of myself, though I at least do try to care for my appearance, having proper hygiene, trimming any unsightly nose hairs, and plucking the couple of hairs that grow between my eyebrows. I attach a few photos that show this off, but they are not the most professional quality, having to take them myself and making an awkward tripod to hold my cellphone. After a few dozen attempts I manage to get some I feel represent me well.

[MF] Meeting a beautiful woman with a milky surprise

Money can buy you a lot of toys, a new computer, a home to live in and a decent car, but it can’t always buy happiness and companionship, something I have been lacking in the past few years. I yearn for someone to be beside me, hold me tightly, and never let go. Someone to be there all the time, look me in the eyes, and tell me how wonderful I am. Someone who I can return these feelings to. I don’t want any children to have to worry about taking care of, just someone to be with.

I log on to my computer and begin sifting through various websites, trying to figure out where to start looking for someone. I make a profile and seeing where things go, not having high hopes for anything.

I describe what I look like, six feet tall, lean, but toned, short brown hair and brown eyes. Light skin that tans well in the summer, and a couple of freckles across my face. I don’t think much of myself, though I at least do try to care for my appearance, having proper hygiene, trimming any unsightly nose hairs, and plucking the couple of hairs that grow between my eyebrows. I attach a few photos that show this off, but they are not the most professional quality, having to take them myself and making an awkward tripod to hold my cellphone. After a few dozen attempts I manage to get some I feel represent me well.