My freshman year of college was a time to be alive. We were having so much fun. I had met so many different people from so many different walks of life. One of these people, was a girl named Veronica. She was a very thin Latina that stood about 5’6” with a round bubble butt and an A cup up top. She always had this look of innocence.
I first met Veronica because she lived on the girls wing of our dorm building. We first talked in the elevator one day and started talking more and more. She was a beautiful girl but I didn’t want to make a move on one of my first female friends in college.
Throughout the year we spent a lot of time together and drank, smoked, and partied together. I always noticed that she never really went up to men and would flirt. I knew she was a little shy but she was very attractive.