Size doesn’t always doom a guy’s prospects…it open up new opportunities!
“Wanna come home with me?” I say to her.
“Sure,” she says, grinning.
She’s tipsy, and so am I. We’re more than a little bit giddy. I’m not the kind of guy who brings a girl to my place very often. Not because I don’t want to. I really want to. Because I’ve got a secret in my pants and it terrifies me.
Her dark eyes sparkle with mischief and a grin tugs at the corner of her lips as I fumble for my keys. Women like my face, and I can tell she’s immediately attracted to me. But I’m nervous, almost agitated, by the time I get her home. She’s too cute. I hate to ruin things with this girl, but in a few minutes she’ll probably run screaming from my apartment.
We sit on the couch and start making out. I kiss her, give it everything I’ve got…
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