I was 22 and heading in to my senior year of college. I spent the summer working at the beach, enjoying it all.
One of the cashiers from my store was throwing a party one Thursday night, before her parents came down on Friday. She was very cute, but too young for me, being only 17. But, I had nothing to do, and she begged me to buy beer.
My friends and I showed-up with some beer, hung-out for an hour or two. A friend of the cashier was super cute, and chatting me up. She had turned 18 last week, and you could tell she was trying to act “older”. Her make-up was a little heavy, and was dressed in a revealing v-neck and cut-off jean shorts. If she didn’t seem so young & cute, it could have come off as a whorish outfit. We made plans to meet-up that weekend, and my friends and I went to the bar.
As we were getting out after last call, the friend texted me to come back to the party. Most of the “kids” had fallen asleep or paired off, but she had been drinking Red Bull all night.