I read a lot of these stories and like a lot of you think “yeah right,” I used to read Penthouse Forum as a teen too. So I promised that when I posted here that the stories would be true. That is my pledge.
Back in the mid-1980s I was a graduate student at a large mid-western university. And I mean huge with a student population close to 20x the size of my undergrad school. After a year there, the Army yanked me out for training. When I finished the training I returned to school but had to find a new living situation. I ended up getting a townhouse north of town with an accountant named S. Stories of his escapades could fill a book.
The complex was full of beautiful ladies in their 20s but I was too shy and socially awkward to get beyond saying hello to them. One day I saw a new neighbor with tags my home state, so I tool it as an opportunity to say hello. It turned out she had gone to school 45 minutes from my hometown and had just moved to my current city to start her career as a physical therapist. Her name was J. She stood about 5.4, muscular build,.smaller breasts,.and short hair (these last two will get me every time).