So for those of you who have read my other stories, this one takes place about a year before I met Rachel when I had just finished my freshman year of college.
Marissa (19) and I (20) had known each other since we were kids. Her mom was the long time girlfriend of my older cousin but my cousin was not her father. So just to be clear, there was ZERO blood relation between us. Anyways me and Marissa had a lust-hate relationship. As a woman she was fairly attractive. Hispanic, 4’11-5’0 tall, big tits, slim waist and small butt. As a fellow human being JFC I could not stand her for longer than an hour or so. She was this wannabe hood chick, who was always doing the dumbest shit while simultaneously wondering why no one took her seriously. She got on my nerves and I got on hers pretty much from the day we met. The problem was we were always physically attracted to each other and somehow could never resist fooling around when we ended up alone.