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My attraction to Jesse started when he laughed at my dumb jokes. 6'2" and blond, he had gold in the front of his smile, capping a slightly crooked front tooth. He was 'nice' in that fourth-generation Scandinavian/upper Midwestern kind of way; everybody liked him. Considering I'd had a fling with his best friend earlier in the summer, which ultimately ended in me getting fired from my job, he should have hot italian girls totally off limits. If anything, it reconciled my former co-woker and me back to our friendship at least, due in no small part to said buddy boy more or less setting us up. I'd never held any credence for other people's rules.
His sport was wrestling; he was a state finalist. He was extremely built, but not bulky and he was ripped. I've always been your garden variety short, stocky, wide-hipped German. Jesse man-handled me like I was just a young wisp of a girl. He wasn't shy about grabbing and squeezing, moving me to where he wanted me. I'd known him for thirty-six hours and he was to be leaving in the morning when this story played itself out. We never saw each other again.
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