Tucker, our resident poet.To my credit, I didn’t call her until Thursday. And when I did, it went straight to voice mail. I took a gamble and deci...ed to go for it, “This is Dean. You now have my number.”I found myself anxious, realized that I really did want to get naked with and fuck that “little spitfire.” She finally called late Friday morning, and I had to resist the temptation to jump on the call. When she called the second time—I had answered.So yes, that Saturday morning, Maritza. .. I had met this great girl, Charlene, over the summer. She was 5'3", blonde hair and was very sexy. However the thing that attracted me to her was that she made me feel so comfortable. I could be myself. No games, just relaxation and enjoyment anytime I was with her. She seemed interested in me. Although I was 20, I was still a virgin. I had made it to second base a couple of times but since I didn't really fit in high school I mainly just drifted through and kept to myself. Basically I hated. I just happened to like everything about her, so I admired her, always tried to be a good friend. Like an older brother – a brother that would always admire her when she showed up, yes, but I was not actually her brother, so there was nothing creepy about it. Carolina was here by herself, doing college for two years now; she emancipated herself with sixteen and lived alone, working to pay her expenses since very young age. Very adult, with that calm way of talking and her very particular way of. First offno one is going to recognize you. Honestly with your build & height andthe way you're dressed, with your hair up in those cute little pig tailsand all. You could pass as a 4 or 5-year-old little girl, with noproblem. okay so you don't look like an *year old but that's in yourfavor. Honestly sweetie you look absolutely gorgeous in that outfit andI'm positive no one will recognize." Come on now, you know I wouldn't lieto you?" Secondly, you really do need to get used to being out in.