It all began one cold winter’s night when Becca began her long walk home from the leisure centre. She’d just been swimming in her sexy polk-a-dot bikini that was two sizes too small for her 28c breasts, her long brunette hair flapping against her shoulders and her pretty face illuminated by the moon sky.
The only problem for me was she had her boyfriend, who was pretty much too shy and useless, really had no clue how to satisfy a 5 “6, 17 yr old horny girl, after all, we all knew of her “mistakes”. Ryan stood at 5″11 and was moderately handsome like myself but was skinnier than me at the time, now, i wasn’t muscular, but at the same time i wasn’t chubby. I stand at around 5″9 and have short black hair and shiny blue eyes, which had been lusting after Becca for a while however due to conversations we’d had she’d led me to believe that i stood no chance as a close friend of hers which left me down hearted as you can imagine.

Now this particular night in question Ryan and Becca hadhad a rather nasty row upon finishing their swim and immediately she text me to ask my advice. I, being a gentleman of sorts, attempted to aid her as best i could and twenty minutes later asked her if she was home safely yet to which the response was ” no” however she wasn’t far from town and knowing she had yet aother 20 minutes walk ahead offered my company (and protection) on this cold, dark night.