’The tall blond girl from the ‘road trip’ was sitting front row center. Robert slumped down into the seat and tried to become invisible.“Sit u...,” Mary commanded, but there was no way he would, not when the blond girl there.It was in the early fall of Robert’s freshman year.Larry was a sophomore and rather full of himself. The weather promised a warm Indian summer just perfect for a road trip. He had been chatting up this girl Betty, who was a junior and had a bit of a reputation. To cut. Glenda was nearly my mom's age and she and mom had been friends for years. "Hi, Glenda," I said with a big smile. "Long time, no see." You got that right," she said as I took a seat in one of the empty booths. I made a quick sweep of the room and didn't see Tina. "So are you back in Muncie for good, or are you just passing through?" Just passing through. I just accepted a job in San Francisco. I leave in just over a week." That's too bad. I was hoping to get to see a little more of you. Your. A dizzy blond who was playing them off against each other. As they both approached and she asked for their names. They both realised the other could have the dull bimbo. As they talk, they realised they had a lot in common and sat down together getting to know each other.From that time they became best friends meeting around monthly to chat up a few females for a good night or weekend. Most people thought they were brothers and they had a similar build of 5’8”, light brown hair, a surfers build. Since the bed light was on I could see her clearly. She thought I was sleeping. I still had no bad opinion instead I was confessing what I had seen. She just came to her bed and lay down. After some time she whispered in my years and asked me whether I was sleeping. I answered her that I had just got up. She started chatting on some topics and slowly turned to the topic of sex. She asked me whether I ever had sex with any one. I said no. As she was talking to me she slid her saree 4 to 5 times.