In my early days met this girl short hair, looked boyish, baggy clothes. Did not think much of her at first.
Then she gives a warm smile, a look that says pick me, shakes my hand, eye contact. I took a punt on her.
We start talking and we have things in common. I love the way she comes across. We are both smiling and laughing. We have connection.
Now I notice she has lovely eyes. I keep looking at her lips. I'm drawn in by her. I forget her short hair.
She is the first girl to french kiss me. My heart races, my temperature goes up. I'm in trouble.
If she can get me like this with a kiss, what is she going to do to me in the bedroom?
Her clothes come off. My jaw drops. Where have you been hiding that body? Its gorgeous.
Needless to say the sex is intense. I saw her the next day and as much as possible before she disappear.