I was a nerd in high school and into college, before I discovered my sense of humor and figured out that an outsized sense of humor, combined with just a little physical self-improvement, could unlock a woman’s heart…and her sexual favors.
Though I had one scorching romance with a fellow nerd during this period of my life, it was off and on, and when it was off, I was often fumbling and clueless with other women.
But even a fumbling nerd gets lucky sometimes. I found that luck, and her name was Julie.
Julie was cute and sexy — 5’5″, probably 135-140, pleasantly curvy, with brown hair, brown eyes, and luscious lips that I wanted to kiss badly.
We had chemistry immediately upon meeting. She was a farm girl and I was into Garth Brooks and Randy Travis. She was looking for a worldly experience, and I had lived in 3 countries. She had a fantastic smile, eyes that twinkled when she smiled or laughed, and in a fortunate and rare turn of events, she was into me from the start.