I had been dating Rachel for a year. It was a whirlwind relationship. We were extremely close and intense until it all burst and consumed itself. But before that, during better times things were glorious.
We were in love with each other because of our differences. I am soft-spoken. I let my presence speak for me. She was quite the opposite. Outgoing and outspoken she got energy from being social. Always. She needed new like no one I ever knew. She needed constant stimulation. Besides me, she could only be close to a few people because they frankly couldn’t handle her.
This is why I was surprised when she let her new friend, her soon-to-be best friend move in. Rachel met Regan and things shifted. They got real close. Again, interesting because they were so opposite. Not in personality, but in temperament and appearance. Rachel was a tall girl (5’7”), very thin (105/110 lbs.), perky breasts, tight, toned, perky ass and long blonde hair soaked in California sunshine.