I’m currently 30, living in a major city, and married to a beautiful woman who keeps me completely satisfied. But for some reason I can’t help but think about some of my old flings when I was in undergrad back in a small town (80k people). I thought I would write about one in particular, Rita. She was my last real partner in playing around, while I was her first – we kept up a correspondence for a while after I met my future wife. I began to settle down, while Rita started doing amateur fetish porn and worked as a sugar baby.
This took place when I was about 23 years old, and had just broken off a 2-year arrangement with an older divorcee. We weren’t monogamous, but knowing I could call her up and blow my load in her 60 minutes later let me be pickier whenever I was out drinking. I was still in undergrad, completely broke, constantly high, and without any real plans for what I wanted to do after graduation, frankly it was a pretty great set-up and I still don’t know why I broke it off with her. For reference – at the time I was *OK* looking, I had been a good athlete in high school but like many university seniors trying to get into graduate programs *and* do a bunch of drugs, I wasn’t taking good enough care of myself. I still lifted weights a few times a week and biked to get around (except for winter) but I drank lots of beer, so I was a fairly burly 6’ and190lbs with shaggy hair and a beard.