dead on target story. So for security purposes the missy will be named 'Amy'. Also if I go off rail by just describing her, I 'm not sorry. If you met her you 'd be in the accurate status as I was and I am in now.

You may say that being 19 and not ever been kissed by a girl is bullshit. But I did get a lot of miss running after me, begging me to engagement them and what not. However I was n't like the rest of the Guy.

I 'm hella tall 6ft3 to be exact, athletic body, sinister hair ; tenderloin with a naturally styled quiff ( like Jacques Louis David Beckhams hair ), Jaw bone defined and hipster styled Methedrine. I was inbetween a nerd and a jock. I studied Engineering, my grades were nearly all A 's & B 's, and was in the colleges Football ( soccer ) team, badminton team, American Football team and basketball team.

Anywho it was my final examination yr and things started piling up on me. College, my percentage fourth dimension job, my parents arguing every individual fourth dimension they saw each other and exams. Whilst I was in the cafeteria I find out that a few people from a dissimilar campus would be joining our college.

*we have one primary college but split up in several dissimilar building. *

We meet them at a practical session, where we had to plan the flesh of any motor transport. Maybe it was destined or maybe it was luck but she was paired up with me. When I looked up to see who I 've been paired up with I actually fell in beloved with her.

She was a shy little girl, but she was beautiful, prospicient dark hair tied up in a trot tail, big hazel oculus, the most innocent looking miss I 've ever seen and when she smiled the dimples on her cheek would make me go crazy. She was a perfect 5ft 5. She wore a sky blue floral summer wearing apparel, her complexion was everlasting. She was half indian and half white.

I completely froze when she came Infront of me. Normally I 'm vocally loud, but she left me speechless. I finally got the courageousness of speaking to her. She had such a sweet voice, we introduced ourselves, got to get it on a picayune about her, what class she does & why she got moved to our building. Turned out her edifice was getting renovated, and she needed assist in some work. Our work was exactly the Saami. But she got put in a different group and a unlike timetable to me.

Whoever said `` metre fly sheet when you 're having fun '' is a mother fucker. It 's so freaking true. I did not need to leave her side of meat. So we exchanged turn and she left with giving me a hug ... now you know how son are. They 'll take something normal, add bullshit, with a little more bullshit and finally a pinch of Sir Thomas More shit and smash it in your face. My face went red. But I did n't let them phase me.

A few hebdomad went by and we finally started to gel. We were inseparable. We used to talk nearly everytime, on the phone, textbook, IM etc. We talked and hung out every chance we got. multitude started questioning us that if we were a twain. She got shy and I said no.

It was her birthday right after Christmas break, she decided to host a political party, she invited everyone from both campuses, pre-drinks at her house then everyone at the ball club. When we reached the cabaret she goes inside to find the ViP division booked for us, a huge bar in the midsection and every drink potential around it. It was my present to her. She turned around in excitement and her head hit my nose. So I was there, pry running with blood non stop like a tap. I tell her friends to strike care of her whilst I go to A & E and get my nose control out.

nothing happened to my olfactory organ. But there was a bruise on it. I got given painkillers and told to rest. But I went, changed my diddly and went to see her again. As soon as I go inside I see some guy rope trying to verbalize to her. She was drunk, like could not walk in a uncoiled line drunk, she was feeling uncomfortable, so being a hero I take her hand. She looks at me has the vainglorious grinning, the other guys just walk away. I then take her home.

College started again, like I said before fourth dimension flew when I was with her. It was the 2nd week of Jan when the adjacent semester started and now it 's April. Just a week before we break up for leap falling out. But was n't a time to political party because after we come back to college. Our exam started.

That final examination calendar week of April and first two calendar week of May. Was the worst 3 weeks of my sprightliness. My parents got dissociate & found out my grandparents died. That resulted in me feeling depressed and really fuckING my liveliness up.

I locked everyone out, my parents, my closest friends even Amy. I did n't go to college for a duad of weeks thinking it would just go away like a phase angle. It did n't. It got worse everytime. I then hear Amy 's voice. Oh how it was beautiful it brought a grinning to my face. I opened the door for her and let her in. We started talking. I poured everything out I starting crying like I was a child crying for his mother.

I 've never cried like that. Surprisingly the more I cried the better I felt. Once I stopped. I found my head resting on Amy 's thighs my face by her tummy. She was stroking my tomentum and hushed me. I moved my face away wiping my tears from my face, as soon as I open my oculus I see her smiling, still stroking my school principal. Wiping away the remaining tears my brass releases.

loss off topic but. Remember when you were a tyke and when you cried in your bed you somehow automatically fall asleep. That nearly happened with me. My headspring still resting on Amy 's second joint, she still stroking my haircloth and wiping away any tears. My eyes slowly start to shut and breathing becomes calm.

I did n't get laid what was running through her mind but she kissed me. Not a proper one but a peck on my sassing. I woke up thinking what that was. Then she did it again, but this clip she stayed on for a few second. I did n't be intimate how to react. I did n't love how to respond to a girls kiss. I 've never been kissed. My first base fourth dimension in 19 days. So she comes lower again and whispering follow her counselling.

So I pucker my sassing and she kisses me again. She lightly bites my behind lip. She forces her tongue inside my oral fissure and then all of a sudden I knew what I was doing. Our tongues played in each others mouths.

What felt wish 5 Fukkianese of kissing was actually 30 minute. When I opened my optic again she was looking down at me. The perch above her made her look like she was an angel with a halo. I smiled and whispered thank you. She smiled back and hugged me. I asked her if she could delay with me for the day. She agreed, we cuddled up and I finally asked her if she could be my girl. She agreed and we kissed to seal it.

Now, nearly five years later, we both got married whilst in university and have a baby coming along the way. Since I 've met her. My biography has had some ups and down. But she 's been there for both those time. She 's supported me through thick and slenderize.


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