She was the girlfriend of the star athlete, whoever it was at the time. She was a cheerleader and she was never mean to a soul in her life. She was ki...d and helpful. A real girl scout. She was nice to me and of course I had a huge crush on her. Her name is Erin.Erin was perfect. In high school she had long blond hair. A nice set of jugs and long legs, that's what I remembered about her.I never had a date, I never went out. I went off to college and got so involved in studying, I woke up one day. And apparently to such an extent that she didn't care whether they were members of her own family or not! She was the one who had practically thrown herself at him that night anyway... and he couldn't be blamed for taking her up on it. What man wouldn't. Even if she was his mother-in-law! He bet there weren't any men who had a mother-in-law who looked and acted like Carrie!Even now through his anger, he had to admit, he still got a hard on just thinking about her... and some of the things she. If it was a simple breakup I could have moved on, but what she did left me totally distraught. I had been the "perfect gentleman" with her, and to learn she was jumping in bed with another guy was more than I could take, and thoughts of suicide filled my mind.I had been so crushed by what she did, I didn't allow myself to get involved with another girl for the next three years and only after going away to college did I finally find I could enjoy the company of a girl.When I finally met Marsha,. I have no idea how I looked, but I’m sure I reeked of semen. I didn’t really care that my husband still wasn’t home, but I’m glad he wasn’t. As I took a bath I began to sober up and realize just how filthy I was. I actually enjoyed being degraded like that, but didn’t know how I would look anyone in the eye at the university ever again. Who would they tell? How many people would know?On Monday Harold lingered after class until I was alone. He suggested that we find a quiet place so I brought.