Excuse the grammar. My internet is down and I’m on my phone. But after a few months I had to tell someone.
I’ve been friends with this couple for 3 years now. We’ll call them Dan and Nicole. Dan’s in his late 30’s and Nicole is 31. Nicole is absolutely gorgeous. She’s 5’8″ and athletic with long legs, a perfect ass and small, perky tits. She has short, blonde hair that falls just above her big green eyes that light up when she sees you like she’s been looking for you all day. When she walks into a bar, every head turns and when you’re with her you can feel that every guy in the room hates you. Her husband Dan is exactly who you’d expect her to be with. He’s tall, square-jawed, broad-shouldered. A starting quarterback in college.
Dan is my best friend. I don’t know how that ended up happening. While he was running sprints and hunting with his dad and whatever else normal kids do, I was shaving my head, shoplifting and going to punk shows. But those differences that meant so much back in the day don’t matter at all when you’re an adult.