But it had added benefits.But it had added benefits. Women would walk directly behind me and go out of their way just for a longer whiff of the stuff. I didn't mind. I enjoyed turning around right when they looked like they were drawing a sniff and make them embarrassed. "Here you go, Phil" and he handed me an ice cold bottle. That first beer was always soooo good. I guzzled it. "Damn! Slow down, Hoss! This has got to last us at least 2 hours!" I just grinned in response. We sat around for a while and I filled him in on what had happened. I told him about the previous weekend and what had gone on today at lunch. "You've been the luckiest man on campus lately. Man, if I only had it so good." (I liked his envy; I didn't make him feel bad for it, but for whatever reasons it strengthened my feeling of being somehow privileged for this). "You know, Phil, that it is a MORAL IMPERATIVE for you to do this girl right. Make her beg for more. And then give her my number. She is so hot! How does a girl with a body like that escape having sex in high school?" "Actually, she told me she always kept really busy with activities and went to parties with female groups. Apparently it worked. |