She was a nerdy girl. She had a slim figure, thick eyebrows and her smile was almost more gums than teeth. She was a virgin, and my girlfriend’s best friend. Apparently she told my girlfriend she thought I was cute, but to me that just seemed like girl talk. Deep down, I wanted to know what she really thought about me. She catched my eye from the very beginning; her playful personality and authenticity instantly charmed me.
When she slept over at our apartment, my eyes couldn’t look away from her soft, surprisingly feminine legs and bare feet when she wore her pajama shorts that could barely contain her disproportionately big ass. She seemed like a promised land I could never find my way to. She went to take a shower, and as I sat there in the living room with my girlfriend, all I could think about was her scrubbing herself clean, her naked soapy body, starting with her neck, going down her small chest, her delicate soft stomach, her broad hips, not forgetting to soap up her behind, her shaved pussy and inner thighs, all the way down to her toes.