![]() She knocked back her drinks faster than I would have expected from someone with her light frame, but other than that she seemed very nice and dangerously charming. The way her creamy breasts were on full display was another warning.Ĭassidy seemed very sweet. She was wearing a low cut green top that clung to her large, C cup breasts. When she was introduced to me, her deep blue eyes twinkled, and her bright white smile lit up her entire face, all the way to her high cheek bones. She was pretty tall at about 5'7", and had fiery red hair that hung down in soft curls just below her shoulders. She was clearly the type of girl who worked out a lot, standing atop long, shapely legs that were toned with muscle. Her name was Cassidy, which also should have been a warning. But the question didn't cross my mind at the time.Ī few days later when I met the roommate at a happy hour, I knew I was in a tough spot. I should have asked why I had never met her roommate, that would have been warning sign. His fiancé told me she had heard I was trying to line up another roommate so I could keep my place, and she said she had a roommate who was now looking for a new apartment to share. The serious trouble started a couple weeks before my roommate was due to move out. But even when I realized how bad it was going to be for me when my roommate told me he was moving in with his fiancé, I had no way to anticipate the gut wrenching ride I was about to experience. The idiots got engaged at 24, and just like that my good times were over. He met this sweetheart of a shy and beautiful girl, and they became inseparable. ![]() That all changed when my roommate fell in love. He shared in all of my adventures, kept the trouble from getting too big, and helped keep the bills low. Most important of all, I had one of my best friends from college as my roommate. There were bars where the drinks were cheap and the music was good, sweaty clubs where the girls showed off more shimmering, smooth skin than they covered, and shitty parties where the food was bad and the music too loud but the stories were always entertaining. Plus I was young, and it seemed like the world had been made for me. But I had my college degree, loads of free time, and just enough pocket money to get myself into all kinds of trouble. ![]() My entry level job bored me to tears, and the paycheck wasn't anything to brag about. ![]()
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