(Welcome to the Saga of Sally! This is the story of my relationship with a girl called Sally. This is **Part 4**. I recommend you start from the [start](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hsqikr/mf_the_saga_of_sally_cumstained_jeans/) – each piece will link you to next part at the end. However if you don’t want to start from part 1 (you’re missing out!) this should make sense to a new reader.
A brief reminder what Sally looks like (there’s a reference photo in the first part): she’s a pocket rocket, thick, redhead tomboyish girl, with an hourglass figure and the thickest ass this side of the Equator according to the Guinness Book of Records inside my head.)
Once Sally had finished with her portfolio work we were back to spending nearly every day together. While we never did any PDA or said we were a couple I think our friends started to guess what was going on. It must have been fucking obvious now that I think about it. Considering how much we fucked in college – college kids, what can you expect? – I don’t want to just list off every sexual encounter. It would take me forever to write and would become boring. I’m focusing on the juicer stuff. This leads me to our summer vacation to New York.