This is a story from the second summer I was home from college. Back when I was in high school, I was an athlete, so a lot of the people I hung out with also played some kind of sport.
As a result, most of the girls that were in my friend group were all athletic looking, with insane figures. The one exception was a girl we’ll call “Wren” for this story.
Wren was a redhead with pale skin, freckles, and a bit on the thick side. Not super overweight or enormous, but when you put her next to a lot of her friends it was noticeable. Her and I were relatively good friends, and it became pretty obvious that she was in to me, but I just ignored it. When we went to (separate) colleges two things happened: both of our sexual worlds exploded, and I got a little bit of an extra appreciation for girls with a little extra to appreciate. I found that a lot of them, especially the one’s who had those more traditional “drop dead gorgeous” friends who got a lot of attention, were insane freaks.