I would blow him in the car, then ride him until he came inside me. He would pick me up later, and I knew that we would do the same thing that we always do, whether he wins or loses. But we all had to work one Friday each month. I was disappointed that I had to miss my boyfriend’s college football game to work at a clothes store in the mall. I am 5’10” and have long, straight blonde hair.
He is white, comes from money, and is a business major. He is Paul, and he is the guy you bring home to mom and dad. I was 18 years old and going out with an older guy, a college guy.
