‘On’ Debbie King (Debbie 2)

She was short and always disheveled. She had a perfect hourglass figure, though, with miraculous hips and a glorious ass, and she looked better in tight, faded jeans than anyone I’d ever seen. She could have been a great girlfriend. But I was, wrongfully, too particular then. She said she loved me. I fucked her just once. Shame on me.