I knew I hadn’t had a crazy, sex crazed high school life. But I thought I had done pretty well. I had been with a handful of girls. I had sex on the high school campus. From what I could tell in my circle of friends, I was one of not many who “help” a friend with homework and got a blow-job for it. I had enough experience to know what I liked and what worked on me, or so I thought. Let me start at the beginning of it all. What would turn out to be the best month of my life.
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I had a beautiful friend, Bethany. She had a great smile and brown curly hair that was clearly kept neat by a professional. She had beautiful, big breasts. A smooth, round ass. She was always a distraction to me in our classes together. Bethany had this subtle air about her that she was a little wild. She always had a romance novel with her stuff. So at the very least, she had read about it.