C is a little shorter, great shape and definitely an alpha type guy. His girl D is tall, skinny blonde who just got her boobs done....the music was st...ill playing, so I was sitting on mikes lap, D was sitting on C’s lap, harmless enough. The last few people leave, and our roommate says he’s going to bed.. that’s when it started to get crazy.... The boys asked for lap dances, we laughed but started to play along. All of a sudden C pulls out his girls boobs... she acts like she cares, but let’s it. ”“So, are you on your way to school?” I asked.“I was,” Charlotte answered, “Until now. Now I’m a nervous wreck.”“Where is your mom?” I asked.“She is at work,” Charlotte replied.Charlotte was cute. I had seen her at the pool, with her friends, laying out in her itty-bitty bikini. I looked at my bumper again and scratched my eyebrow, tying to absorb what to do next, and thinking, silently wondering, if I might be able to turn a tragedy into something adventurous. I could live with the dent. I was. Hassan: "Hey guy, I'm kinda new here and I really don't know anyone. I liked your profile, so if you want to go for a friendly coffee please let me know."I answered the message and have given him my number for Whatsapp. "Damn, why did I do that" - I've asked myself as I was actually drooling over his profile pics. I didn't know if Hassan is really that hot or if the entire attraction towards him was a result of me being totally obsessed with Arab and/or Muslim guys.*cling*Unknown number: "Hey. I had noticed how strong he was when helping us, and I was starting to get a little bit attracted to him. So I said yes. We worked on round off backflips, because my round off was a bit sloppy. As he was spotting me, his hand kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against my tits. He then asked me for help on his back bend. As I was helping him, his shirt came up and I saw that he had a gorgeous six-pack. ‘It’s getting late, I think I should go.’ I say ‘I had a lot of fun training with you, Ivy.’ Says.