This story begins in a loft apartment in downtown Easley. I had just moved back into town after spending 6 months being a male stripper. My best friend and I moved into this 2 bedroom apartment. To say we were living the bachelor life would be an understatement. Immediately after moving in I noticed the girl living across the hall was rather attractive, and she had some very good looking friends as well.
The first night I indroduced myself became a story that would live on till this day. I had gone and knocked on the door and asked if they would like to come over, a neighborly welcome. We started drinking and the next 8 hours were almost a blur. I had my roomate and his brother there but none of these three girls wanted anyone but me. While flattering, this became quite the predicament because I had no desire to choose. “All of you” didnt seem to be available but that didnt stop me from trying. Giving lap dances, making out, secret conversations, none of these were making it easy. Eventually we ended up across the hall at her place but these girls still wanted me to choose. As the night had gone on, my roomate and his brother were less than pleased. Three girls and three guys seemed perfect but this just seemingly wasnt their night. My roomate decided he would change his situation and invited a girl over we worked with. She was married and unattractive but that was irrelevant at this time. My night/morning took a terrible turn when one of the girls started puking, they then realized it was 8 in the morning and needed to get ready for church. I was disappointed and confused. How did I just fuck this up? I walked back into my apartment dejected but I never give up on a story. My roomate was in his room destroying this generous 2, his brother on the couch just sitting there bored. I grabbed a roll of condoms and gave his brother the look. My roomate had finished and had come out for refreshment. I walked into his bedroom and held up the roll of condoms. This girl bit her lip and the story continued. I took first shift on the blow job, his brother taking the back and plowing. When we went to switch I asked where he had put the condoms. His answer was a question “condom?” This sick bastard. We all burst out laughing but that didnt stop us from going. My roomate now had a bowl of cereal, simply watching and laughing. He grabbed his Nikon camera and took pictures to remember. There is a picture of me behind this girl, I’m super man flexing and smiling ear to ear. Sometimes in life the story doesnt go the way you wanted, a memory was made that will never be forgotten.