I believe just about to turn 21, or possibly 22. I can't believe I don't know. Sure as hell remember her name. I'll never forget it. Remember the place, her bedroom with her little brother in his room next door doing who knows what. Parents downstairs with relatives.
I was fully not expecting what I got when I was given the come here with the finger while standing at the bottom of the stairs and she at the top. I remember what she was wearing and the awkwardness. I didn't want to do it because I didn't have protection. She used something, maybe a sponge or something and so it happened.
So began our adventures with each other. We still talk once and awhile. She has married, kids, divorced.
I'm gonna stop now.
that is all