– – -The Present:
Four months had passed since I had left my girlfriend crying in her house as I left to move to Michigan. Xxnx She noticed this, gave a small smile and proceeded to sexily walk over towards me and embrace me in a passionate kiss. 4 Months Prior:
I paced around my almost empty room contemplating how I should handle my girlfriend. Natalie pulled back for a moment and sat up on the edge of the beach chair; I gave her a questioning look and she responded by pulling the strings of her bikini and letting her breasts hang out for my eyes to see. If I kept making out with her I could forever label myself as a cheating man-whore and I didn’t know how I could ever face my girlfriend again.
