a little tub of Vaseline. I was always a boob-man, for as long as I could remember. Amateur porn . When Facebook came out and started getting popular, I joined up. Hell, I didn’t even know what was going on. We both realized, pretty suddenly, that this was the first time we’d ever rolled around with both of us naked before. “I couldn’t help it, Josh,” she said, “there weren’t any other words for what I was feeling.”
We made out some more, I got to kiss her tits for a while and then she reached into her purse and pulled out. It’s easy to say you’ll make things work when you are in a long-distance relationship in your twenties, but even then it fails more often than succeeds. “How could I not? Before, there’d always been at least one set of underpants involved to keep us on the dry-hump level of things. You can bet that the first name I typed in was Lori’s. I might be the hero of my class, but she would be ruined and it would be a scandal that would last forever in the annals of Walsenburg gossip. “I have an idea,” she said, trying to placate me. A high school junior hooking up with an older college girl.
