Hi hello, thought you all might enjoy this story. I am 31 now, this story happened when I was 18.
I was tall and skinny, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a thin lanky build (I was a track nerd in high school). I had just graduated high school and was preparing for my last summer before going away to the big state school in the fall.
I grew up in a regular suburban neighborhood. There were happy families all around us. It was your typical lily-white neighborhood. People said hello, waved to each other, etc. Three doors down from us was Stacey, with an e. She was a housewife. She was probably in her mid-30s, short, an above average bust and probably a few extra pounds. She wasn’t fat, she wasn’t thin, she was average. She had a cute, pleasant, but average face. Brown hair, green eyes.
She was married to a dude naked Greg who was super grumpy, tall, thin, had his hair always buzzed and super short and drove a brand new pickup truck all the time even though they never seemed to go camping or he never seemed to need to haul wood or something you’d need a pickup truck for. They had two kids, 6 and 3 or so by the time I was 18.