Chapter 1 - Patty
Note: I'm posting some of the journal entries from my college years. In case you were wondering the stories are mostly true. Cheers!
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I had taken a few years off from college after my freshman year to bum around Europe and South America. By the time I returned to school most of my friends were nearly ready to graduate or had already moved on with their lives. I moved in with two friends from high school, Steve and Pete who were in their last year of school. Both had steady girlfriends so they weren't much interested in going uptown and picking up babes. Steve's girlfriend, Pat, lived with three other girls and she offered to set me up. I would have much rather gotten into her panties as she was hot. She was about five feet, six inches with medium length blond hair a nice round ass and medium sized tits. If Steve hadn't have found her first I would have been all over her.
The first roommate they set me up with was Karen. She was tall and skinny with short dark hair. She was a nice enough girl but was apparently saving her virginity for her 2nd or 3rd year of marriage. In short we weren't looking for the same things.
Kathleen was next. She was short and fat but very pleasant. If she'd been interested in spreading her legs on the first date we might have had some laughs. I wasn't interested in investing the time to see if she fucked; I was looking for a babe who would put out on the first date.
The third roommate they set me up with was Patty. She was an inch or two shorter than Karen and a bit more svelt than Kathleen. She wasn't in the least bit pretty but she had what looked to be a great set of tits, which met my number one criteria. I didn't much care what a girl looked like as long as she had big tits and was easy. Steve told me she had a boyfriend back home but had told Pat she really wanted to go out with me. I took that as an encouraging sign.
We had a date on Friday. Pete was gone for the weekend to visit his girlfriend, Kathy, and Steve was staying at Pat's apartment so I invited Patty over to our place for drinks. I rode over to the girl's apartment with Steve. We hung out there and drank a bottle of wine. Patty was a great girl. I'd rather have been going home with Pat but, at that point, I was happy to get a chance to score with just about any chick. When we finished the wine Patty said she was ready to go.
She grabbed a small overnight bag and we were out of there. "I hope you don't mind," she explained on the walk back to my place, "but Pat and I share a room. When Steve stays over I end up on the couch and I'd much rather sleep in a bed."
"No problem, " I told her, "I think we have a spare bed."
"Perhaps if you get me drunk enough," she said, holding on to my arm, "you might be able to talk me into your bed. Who knows, this might work out well for everyone."
This date certainly was getting off to a great start. We made it to my place and I asked her what she wanted to drink. "Are you trying to get me drunk?" she asked.
"You bet your ass I am," I laughed.
"Then I'll have a vodka on the rocks," she said with a wink.
I grabbed two large glasses, added a few ice cubes and started pouring the vodka. "Say when," I said. She waited until the glass was full before she looked at me and said, "When."
Between the two glasses I had poured nearly half a fifth of vodka. "Cheers," she said, raising her glass and drank most of it. She sat the glass on the counter, reached down and pulled off her shirt. She grinned and said, "I think I'm drunk enough. Why don't we find your room and we can play show and tell."
