THIS STORY IS 100% TRUE.
In 2017, a group of my friends and I went to take in an Arena League football game at Capitol One Arena. To attract people to the game, the team offered an extensive pregame area with lots of booze and barbecue sandwiches. The crowd was still pretty thin– pretty much all young people pregaming before a Saturday night out in Chinatown/Penn Quarter.
One of my friends’ cousins was randomly in town. Her name was Rachel. She was 23 and had recently graduated from Indiana University. She had beautiful olive skin, hazel eyes, and brown hair. She had my ideal body type– shapely but not fat, with a big ass and narrow hips. She was very smart– she was planning to get her M.B.A.– but she loved to drink and party.
We got to talking. At some point I just looked into her eyes and we started making out. We didn’t stop for what felt like 3 hours. The kissing quickly turned into me taking her hand, pulling her to the foyer, and pushing her up against the wall. She wrapped her arms around me, and we made out vigorously, with lots of tongue. I reached into her jeans and grabbed her ass, bare except for her thong. After a while of this, I reached for her breasts and found she wasn’t wearing a bra.