The turfs always greener on the other side? (M/F)
This is the story of my friend Jen and takes place back in my sophomore year of college about 8 years ago.
Jen and I had grown up going to all of the same schools from 1st grade forward. We would were never really good friends but would occasionally hang out as part of larger groups and got along just fine. She was always a decent looking girl but nothing to write home about. That was, until our junior year of high school. My buddies and I would joke later on that you could almost point at a calendar and note the exact day the Jen got hot. Let me describe her: Jen was tallish, 5’9″ or so, probably 120lbs, long legs terminating at a tight round butt, long dark hair, pert B cups and freckles.
All sounds good right? One major problem; she was in a long term relationship, something around 3 years with a guy who wasn’t even close to in her league. He was a couple years older and looked like Shrek. More importantly perhaps was the fact that I had zero game. None. Not even a little.