My fixation started in college, and it started with Rhonda. I can only begin to describe how hot I thought she was. Rhonda was a beautiful young woman, a senior around the same age as me. She had a lithe, toned body and moved with absolute grace. But she was more than just physically exceptional. She was intelligent, witty and compassionate, and I had a wicked crush on her. We moved in the same general circles, so I got to hang out with her socially.

She was always friendly toward me, but I wasn’t sure if she felt even an iota of the attraction I had for her. And I was too chickenshit to make a real move on her.

One evening, there was a party off-campus at someone’s house. I knew Rhonda was going to be there. Summoning my courage, I set out. I promised myself I would give her a hint about my feelings... Read More