When I was 18 a lot of things happened to me. I lost my virginity, and I had my first 3-way. Sort of. Right out of high school I took a job as a door to door sales person. It allowed me to travel and be on my own.
Well one day my team leader took a bunch of us and dropped us all in certain parts of San Diego, to go and knock on doors to peddle books and magazines. I ended up in Ocean Beach. Never been there before, so instead of going door to door, I kicked off my shoes and played on the beach like a little girl.
Even though I was 18, my body shape made me look older. I had thick thighs, a big ass, and I wore a d-cup. I had chemically straightened hair, thick lips and wide, brown-eyes.
As I was sitting on the sand gazing at the water, two black men approached me. They were excited to see a black woman on the beach, even though I was not dressed as a typical beach participant. I had on biker shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. One was tall and cute, and the other short and not so cute.
They introduced themselves and told me that they were truck drivers from Louisiana. The tall one's name was Byron, and his short partner's name was James. They went onto explain that they were using the beach as a truck stop.