Im not really sure how I got myself into this situation. I keep replaying it over and over again in my head contemplating if things may have somehow ended up differently. In the end the answer is always the same, no. It seems like Ill be stuck in this situation forever.
It all started at the start of the semester when I first saw her walk into my Chemistry class. It was like one of those cheesy 80s movies where time seemed to slow down when she walked into the room. Her hair was brown with a touch of red and slightly curly. She was about 58, athletic build, more than ample chest, and a supple ass you could bounce a quarter off of. The bottom of her sorority mixer shirt hovered just above her tight leggings. She was exactly my type and thus out of my league.
It all started at the start of the semester when I first saw her walk into my Chemistry class. It was like one of those cheesy 80s movies where time seemed to slow down when she walked into the room. Her hair was brown with a touch of red and slightly curly. She was about 58, athletic build, more than ample chest, and a supple ass you could bounce a quarter off of. The bottom of her sorority mixer shirt hovered just above her tight leggings. She was exactly my type and thus out of my league.