My name is Jessica, and I need help. My life should have been great. Just graduated high school. Nice parents. Moving into my own place with my boyfriend before starting college. It should have been every girl’s dream. So why was I so miserable. Well, it had to do with said boyfriend. Toby. Nice guy. Caring and sweet. But he lacks in a few areas… well… one specific area.
He sports a three inch dick. Four if we’re being generous. And all he wants to do in bed is a boring old missionary position. To make matters worse, he thinks he’s some sort of love god. Yeah, I think love gods last longer than thirty seconds. And they can definitely offer more than just once a week. It was so frustrating. Why couldn’t this guy be the complete package?
My friend Rachel was the only one who knew about my frustrations. She decided that we should go to a party that was happening on campus that night. Plenty of beer. Great opportunity to meet our future classmates. I thought, why not? Rachel and I wore our tightest dresses to show off our bodies. Toby wore baggy pants and a stained sweatshirt. Total turnoff.