That first she came down for frozen pizzas, we freeze, waiting for trouble, yelling, a lecture, a look, anything. Most of the guys knew her since elementary school when she chaperoned field trips and when we got to hanging out in high school, she’d never bust us for sneaking a few drinks during poker games in the basement. She lived just four blocks away and she was a cool, stay-at-home mom. Only one other guy had a car in the house and we couldn’t all fit so… My insurance didn’t get me a rental either. Insurance did most of the work and there was one witness who said the other guy was speeding and that alone made him responsible and I didn’t have to pay.īut I also didn’t have a car for a few months while the court case was being fought. But I was the slow, patient driver that braked on yellow. The other driver had T-boned me after, according to him, I ran a red light. Sometimes I’d walk in and just them making out would make me turn around, get in the car, and go for a long drive.
It was worse when the other guys were in relationships too because I was never comfortable lying in bed, trying to sleep, while some hottie bit her lip trying not to moan as she got finger banged. It was like 3 bedrooms and we crammed 9 guys in there. My second year of junior college, my friends were living in a rental duplex in the neighborhood most of us grew up in.
