[M]e and my ex [f]ucked over summer break

We had dated for several months during highschool but, being from a very mormon town and being pretty religious myself (back then at least) sex was something that I tended to stay away from. Consequently, although we came close a couple times, we never really went all the way. Instead, the furthest we went was maybe a blow job here or a hand job there, all done and stopped before completion.

So, several years later, I was surprised to see her name friend requesting me on my snapchat. We talked for a little bit and the conversation slowly moved back to summer break and if we were going to be in the same town. This whole time I was remembering her petite asian body — how perky and small her tits were. How firm her ass was from cross country. I remembered the last time we had fooled around and she had given me a hand job, bouncing up and down like she was riding me. I remembered my friends saying that she still talked about me and I decided to take a chance. I typed “btw, I’ve always kind of wondered what it would have been like if we had gone all the way during high school. Do you feel the same way?”