The summer before I left for college, I started talking to Amanda. Amanda was a year behind me in school and was friends with the girls who would “run the school” next year during their senior year. She was about 5’2″, long brunette hair that had waves in it, and was a self-described “melting pot of ethnicity” which gave her the look of always having a great tan. She had big brown eyes and these wonderful, plump and pouty lips that were extremely expressive. And while she didn’t have much of a chest, Amanda had this incredible ass, likely helped by her extra-curriculars in cross country and basketball. It is without a doubt one of the best asses I’ve been blessed with seeing.
Amanda and I talked a lot over the course of those couple months. Our conversations would more than occasionally cross that wonderful line into sexting and we had a couple fantastic make out sessions at parties. Truth be told though, I was significantly more interested in hanging out with my high school buddies before we all went off to college than I was seeing a girl who had the potential of becoming a girlfriend before I finally gained my collegiate freedom. Before long, I moved a couple hours away and our conversations became less frequent.