tight body, naughty thoughts

I cannot help but think of Tiffany as I get dressed.

I met Tiffany at a frat party the other night. After losing our third straight set of poker, the guys dared us to kiss each other.

At first I said "no way!"

But then I started looking a little closer at Tiffany. She smiled at me for the longest time. Her eyes just sparkled. She had short blonde hair, blue eyes and perky breasts that complemented her bombshell figure. I moved in close, grabbed her face, pulled her in close... then I ran out of the house.

The tension was just to much for me.

Ever since that moment I have longed for her kiss.