Everyone in this story is at least 18 years of age, and intended for readers over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy!
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Her name was Sara. We were introduced by a mutual friend. Sara was around my height and build, but I did notice her boobs were slightly smaller than mine. I really couldn't help but notice, since she was wearing a really tight REO Speedwagon t-shirt. Long, brown hair, with reddish highlights, brown eyes, and full, luscious lips. For a few seconds, I was daydreaming about kissing her! What? I never thought about kissing a girl before!
It was late summer, just before the start of sophomore year of college. We became fast friends. Sara and I would spend days together, listening to music, talking about guys, passing a joint, and smoking our Marlboro reds. The good old days of little responsibility and lots of partying!