The year was 1987, I was 20, and it was January in Grand Rapids Michigan. I had just gotten out of the Army and as soon as I returned home I decided to go to a trade school for electronics. Since it had always been a hobby of mine, I already knew everything that they were going to teach me in that school, I just went in order to get the piece of paper that said that I knew it. I had to live out of my car because my parent's home was about a two and a half hour drive from the school. So, I went to the classes with the intention of getting my certification and going back home to find a career in computer repair. I never would have guessed that fate would intervene and change all of my well laid plans.
About the third day there I met a couple of young women who would eventually play a very large part in my life, Miranda and Sue Ann. Miranda had dark hair, so dark most people who met her thought that it was dyed, and deep brown eyes. A very shapely girl with 38 DD breasts and standing only five feet, two inches she had distinctive Native American features and an ass that a lot of guys go nuts for. Sue Ann, on the other hand, had dyed blonde hair, and blue eyes, and a nice ass, but she always wore baggy clothes to cover her body, so I couldn't even guess what her breasts could be like. I also met a young man named Scott that day, the only reason that I mention Scott is because of him, I had quite a few of the best years of my life.
Scott and I would hang out on breaks between classes, and have a smoke together talking about music, motorcycles, and, of course, women. One day, after we had been in school for about three months, Scott mentioned that he had decided to get into Miranda's pants. I laughed, because I had been becoming friendly, not overly friendly, just friendly, with Miranda and Sue Ann, and I knew he didn't have a chance. He scowled at me and told me that we could make a bet out of it. If he got in her pants before I did, I owed him $20, if I managed to beat him to her pussy, he would pay me the same amount. I laughed again, and accepted the bet.
I am a firm believer in honesty being the best policy, so, I walked up to Miranda and told her about the bet. She gave me directions to her home and told me to be there Thursday after school because we didn't have classes on Friday for Good Friday. I told her that she had a date.