[M]y [F]riend’s Girlfriend

Back in my university days I had a friend who had a girlfriend who was the worst thing ever. She would nag at him while we were hanging out. She was this small town girl who if I ever cursed she would make a face and tell me not to do that. I mean every single time. She would purposely complain about whatever when I was around. It drove me nuts.

She was attractive. She was a good height, fair skinned, with small sized breasts and a nice ass. She wasn’t drop dead gorgeous or anything but if she wasn’t so annoying I would be attracted to her.

She dated my friend for what seemed like 3 years throughout college. They would be on and off again. Get into some fight he would ask me for my opinion. I would give it to him. Whenever they were fighting I would be completely honest with him and tell him that she was the most annoying girl I knew. But he would always end up getting back together with her.

[M/F] History Class

When I was a sophomore in High School I was fairly shy. A skinny, quiet, funny if you get to know me, kinda guy. I had had a couple of serious relationships but if due to age and my lack of bravery I had never really gone further than touching my girlfriends boobs on the outside of her shirt and other PG-13 stuff like that.

I had a history class where the tables were set up in 3 rows about 5 tables deep. Each table had enough room for two people to sit side by side facing the front of the class. There was no boundary between the two students and squabbles between students could arise because of one person taking up more space than the other. I shared my desk with a girl who had a last name close to mine in the alphabet. She was a punk rock/hippie type who would wear interesting clothes, dye her hair and of course test peoples limits. I really enjoyed sitting next to her. She was great to talk to and really opened me up.

[M/F] Summer Camp ’01

I went to this church camp one year when I was in High School. I was not religious and really did not want to go but my parents insisted. I knew quite a few people going and there was my neighbor who I got along with pretty well. She was a nice girl, never really got into trouble. I knew she had a thing for me. Anyways so off to this camp we went.

I took two joints with me and managed to sneak off to make my experience a little more enjoyable. This was just a short weekend camp and I thought I could survive it.

I went to all of the activities and had a decent enough time but one night they were having a costume carnival type night. Everyone was dressing up weird so I borrowed a skirt from my neighbor and wore a girls skirt, about knee height and some big old sweater I found in the costume closet. I decided that it would be kind of fun to not wear underwear under that skirt so I didn't.