Our story is long, and is still going. This first entry about Lana will be the longest because it serves as an introduction to how we got ourselves in this mess. I intend to post other fantastic sweaty, sexy stories of our time together that won’t be this lengthy. For this one, I’ll indicate where to skip to the good stuff with a line break.
In the beginning, Lana and I became fast friends during college (early 2000’s). We were the same major, but she was one year older than me. We had an occasional class/seminar together, but we really spent a lot of time outside class working and collaborating on projects. We were an odd pair. She was a pretty redhead, tall, slender, amazing legs, runner’s body, very well put together, kind of sheltered but breaking through her shell and becoming her own person. I was a loud, obnoxious, wannabe punk rocker who ended up mellowing out in school. I guess you could say opposites attract and we were two extremes who were going to eventually meet up in the middle.