I was a fairly outgoing guy in high school, so I always made friends easily, but I was also really geeky and kind of insecure, so girls were rarely interested in me that way.
That all changed the summer after 9th grade. I am rather… generously proportioned, and the girl I had been dating at the time gossiped a lot about my "gift." We didn't date long, but the rumors spread like wildfire in my small Midwestern town.
at the time this story took place, I was used to girls being a bit odd around me because of the rumors. But this is the first time anyone has ever outright hit on me because they heard I was big.
Her name was Lisa. She was a year older than me, a bit of a good girl but I knew from a year of band that she had a wild side. She was a short "blue bone," and that day the sun glistened off her dark skin beautifully. Lisa was blessed by nature as well, and even in her modest one piece bathing suit there was no hiding that she was stacked.