[M]y first and only public [F]ucking

Year is 2000. I’m a junior at a big midwestern university. School’s recently back in session. It’s a beautiful night, not too humid. I’m playing basketball with the boys, but screwing around talking shit more than anything.

A group of girls is walking by, one sees me and screams my name. Julie’s a year younger and goes to a different school (another state), but I know her through friends and she visits a bit. We had been flirty / FWB-ish in the past, but hadn’t ever had sex. I didn’t know she was in town.

She isn’t a smokin’ hottie or anything, but she’s fun and super cute with a tight body and perky breasts. Very much my type.

Game interrupted. Julie and I start talking and flirting hard. Her friend group kind of breaks up with vague plans to meet later. We walk together to get money at the atm.

The nearest atm is in a courtyard thing — think strip mall, but in a square, and the middle of the square is a pedestrian mall. During the day it is crowded with students, but at night everything is closed, so the only foot traffic is people walking across campus or going to the atm.