I was home for spring break-after all, not all of us hungry college girls can afford a trip to Cancun-and I was bored. There isn't much to do in our small New England town, and I jumped at the chance to take a forty-five minute drive to Walmart (yes, there are places in America where it takes forty-five minutes to get to a Walmart). Sammie and I walked around, she buying towels for the house she had just bought with her long time boyfriend, me goofing around with the toys in the kid's section. I'll never grow up.
I was telling her how badly I needed to get laid when I looked up and stared straight into my ex's eyes. I blushed and stammered. "Um, hey, Josh… how're you doing?" He looked a little uncomfortable himself, never being one for conversation. I smiled up at him and asked him what he was doing this week, and he kind of looked over his shoulders and said, "not much." I followed his gaze to a girl looking through the birthday cards aisle, half watching him. Ah, I thought, so this is the new prize. Not much to look at. I wondered if she got him as hot as I used to. Looking up at him, I could tell the answer was no. His eyes were just as intense as they used to be when we were dating.
I'd always wanted to fuck him, and never understood why he broke up with me. I had been a virgin when we were dating, and him too I think, before we graduated and I left for college, and he went to trucking school. That had been about two years ago, and things had changed for both of us-but I was still hungry for what I'd never gotten from him. I smiled and wrote my aunt's number down on a scrap of paper. "I'm housesitting this week. You should give me a call-we could talk about old times." I gave him a quick wink since we both knew we had never spent much time talking when we were dating. He stuffed the number in his pocket and mumbled a goodbye to Sammie and I and walked back to the girl he was with.