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I know I sound like a jerk for breaking up with a girl just because she wouldn't fuck me, but the sex was only part of the problem. We hadn't really got along for several months, and remained "together" only out of a sense of obligation. Neither of us shed too many tears when I told her it was over.
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There were many very attractive girls there that day, and Greg kept pointing out girls who weren't attached. We were lounging on pool chairs, sipping margaritas, when I saw her.
She emerged from the pool, water pouring off her body. The water was cold, bracing, and her one-piece swimsuit clung sheerly to her body. Her nipples stood out like twin exclamation marks. She was slender with short, jet black hair and brilliant, emerald-green eyes. She caught my attention, to say the least, but I didn't feel the zing of love at first sight until she raised her arms to pull the wet hair out of her face. Under her arms were light, but web cam video chat wisps of blonde hair.
I'd been majorly turned on by armpit hair on women ever since masturbating to my parent's copy of "The Joy of Sex" when I was fourteen. Unfortunately, all the girls at my school shaved. I had suggested to Melissa once that she try going hairy, and she had just looked at me as if I'd asked her to join a religious cult.
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"Who?" Greg said.
"The girl that just got out of the pool."
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