[I wrote this YEARS ago, right after it happened, so forgive me my youth literary stylistic lapses, I suppose]
Right before classes started, my college has a long orientation, full of parties, placement exams, and general lightheartedness before school finally starts. It culminates with a big, free concert on the quad, which is where my story begins.
Maria went to my high school, and we’d been friends, though we’d never really been close. We’d hang out occasionally in the same group, and we thought it was kind of neat when we ended up going to the same college but never really thought much about it. When I arrived at the concert on the quad, though, I saw her and immediately went over to her, for lack of any other familiar faces.
She’s absolutely gorgeous, by the way. She’s Hispanic, and incredibly voluptuous. She’s one of those girls with ridiculous curves–her tits are very nice, but it’s her ass that’s perfect. It’s big, firm, and always looks beautifully inviting through her pants. To top it off, she’s always happy and smiling. She’s got a cute face, and she’s always cuter when smiling. Also, she’s almost a year younger than me–she’d turned 18 the week before orientation, while I was almost 19.