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The Hottie and The Lake -- Part 1
Posted:01/13/2002
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This happened during summer break after my Freshman year. All the guys from high school had reunited for a kegger trip to the lake. I'd met this incredibly beautiful girl at a party a few nights before, where we traded some sarcastic banter and she had to literally look up her own phone number to give me (she was that drunk). She was a high school senior, very drunk and for some strange reason very interested in me. I invited her and her friend to the lake trip the guys and I were taking the following day.
I couldn't believe it when they actually showed up. It turned out that her friend was my friend's neighbor--the one who had one of our two boats. He picked them up and brought them to our little island. I really didn't even think she'd be expecting to be my "date." I figured she might not even remember me, due to her inebriated state the previous night. Initially, I sat around getting plastered and enjoying the sun, and after dealing with the guys taking turns hitting on her, she eventually came over to talk with me as I sat alone in the beached boat. I have no idea what I said, but in hindsight, I think it would have been hard to say the wrong thing to this girl once she had her sights set on you.
At my friend's suggestion, the four of us (this girl, her friend, and him--the guy with the boat) went off for a ride. As we drove off, I smiled back at the 10 or so drunk (and jealous) guys on their little version of Fire Island.
I was totally just along for the ride, I wasn't making any kind of "moves" at all. The other guys had all been salivating over her, and I'm not the competitive type, so I was quite surprised that one of the bolder guys hadn't snapped her up. I'm not a conquistador, so I honestly wasn't just looking to score.
We went tubing, and my friend kept making her fall off, and this poor little girl lost her twist bandeau bikini top down to her waist a couple of times. She was sooo hot. Flat-chested, but very, very pretty with a very nicely tanned body. I just remember being very drunk and having my jaw drop when she sat back in the boat, her suit very wet, and I noticed that her bottoms were sagging from all the water in front and I could see a little bush as she sat across from me. The thing is, she didn't seem to mind a bit--I must have been misreading her, right?
[read part 2 here.]
I couldn't believe it when they actually showed up. It turned out that her friend was my friend's neighbor--the one who had one of our two boats. He picked them up and brought them to our little island. I really didn't even think she'd be expecting to be my "date." I figured she might not even remember me, due to her inebriated state the previous night. Initially, I sat around getting plastered and enjoying the sun, and after dealing with the guys taking turns hitting on her, she eventually came over to talk with me as I sat alone in the beached boat. I have no idea what I said, but in hindsight, I think it would have been hard to say the wrong thing to this girl once she had her sights set on you.
At my friend's suggestion, the four of us (this girl, her friend, and him--the guy with the boat) went off for a ride. As we drove off, I smiled back at the 10 or so drunk (and jealous) guys on their little version of Fire Island.
I was totally just along for the ride, I wasn't making any kind of "moves" at all. The other guys had all been salivating over her, and I'm not the competitive type, so I was quite surprised that one of the bolder guys hadn't snapped her up. I'm not a conquistador, so I honestly wasn't just looking to score.
We went tubing, and my friend kept making her fall off, and this poor little girl lost her twist bandeau bikini top down to her waist a couple of times. She was sooo hot. Flat-chested, but very, very pretty with a very nicely tanned body. I just remember being very drunk and having my jaw drop when she sat back in the boat, her suit very wet, and I noticed that her bottoms were sagging from all the water in front and I could see a little bush as she sat across from me. The thing is, she didn't seem to mind a bit--I must have been misreading her, right?
[read part 2 here.]
- University of Georgia
Editors Note:
It sounds like this guy is living American Pie 2. Crazy things happen at the lake.
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