You’ve all heard this before I bet but this is true. It really happened. I’ve never told anyone before and probably won’t again- I just had to share it.
When I was about 24-years old I had a girlfriend. Let’s call her Caz. I will describe her but that’s not really important, Caz was lovely. A brunette with shoulder length curly hair; blue eyes; pale skin; small breasts on her slim frame.
When we meet she was a Virgin (my first) and was slightly prudish-but like to wear pretty underwear for me.
The fly in the ointment for me was her friend Liz. Liz saw me as a threat to their close relationship and made it clear I was not wanted.
Caz and Liz had booked a holiday to Spain before we had met, in those days it took ordinary folk like us a year to save for a holiday so I wasn’t really upset.
It was a long couple of weeks- remember: no internet; phone calls were expensive and difficult to sort. But… she came back tanned and happy… with stories of a group of fun people her and Liz has met up with that helped her through the times she missed me.