Deb was in my anthropology class.

It was her idea to go to the carnival like we were visiting a lost tribe, to study the people who worked there. I went because Deb was insanely hot and I got a blazing hard-on every time she smiled at me.

I couldn’t pretend this was a date, as much as I wanted it to be. Deb was friendly and outgoing, and she might have asked anybody else to come with her that night. I felt like a random choice, but I hadn’t been to a carnival since I was a kid. So, date or not, I was excited to go with her. She was great to be around. She had shiny blonde  hair and full lips. Her eyes twinkled — seriously, they actually twinkled. She had a smoking body, with a trim waist, curvy hips and a nice rack.

She was also funny and cheerful. We walked along the midway, stopping at... Read More