It’d been almost 3 months before she finally reappeared over Christmas, raving about the rave parties she had attended to celebrate graduation and her temporary respite before entering college. I thought she’d ghosted me, so I was rather pleased to hear back from her again.
Of course, it wasn’t long before we started sexting again, and she confessed that even though she had been fucked by hunkier and bigger boys, “It just didn’t feel right, you know? Either just too BIG or too painfully deep.” That same night, I went over to her place with promises to help her pack for her university dorm.
And of course, her family wasn’t around for a weekend cruise when I arrived.
When my lil schoolgirl appeared at the door, I barely recognized her. Her long black hair had trendy highlights and was notably shorter. Instead of pale fair skin, she had quite a tan showing through her home shorts and oversized T-shirt. Her eyes shone with life and eagerness, so very different from the cute but repressed girl I had met over a year ago.