My other stories are fiction, and I doubt I will post many other true ones because my actual sex life is not nearly as interesting as my fantasy life and I dont have many true ones worth telling. Except for a few details to protect the innocent like names and all that, this is excactly as I remember it happening. I hope you all enjoy.
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Amy hated parties. No matter how many times one of her friends insisted she go to one she’d never get the appeal. She’d somehow once again let herself get pressured into coming though. This time Riley had practically dragged her here. Riley had heard from a friend that Ryan might be there, and Ryan was coming for the same reason everyone else was: the Anderson’s were out of town for the week, and their son thought the best way to get more popular was to invite people over to drink his dad’s beer. Looking around the room, it seemed to be working. Everyone but her seemed to be having a great time. Amy couldn’t help but wonder what the cost would be when his parents came back to a house without alcohol but full of mysterious stains. That wasn’t her problem though.