At fourth, I saw you on your bike and, well... That was hot." She looked at me and smiled when noticed me gaping, probably, again. I would have never imagined that she would have noticed me like that. "Maybe it's the glasses." We were at the balcony of Marcus' apartment, leaning on the parapet, shoulder to shoulder. We had never talked like that, just the two of us, privately. Unless once, when I gave her a ride to a party, or through messages on the phone, but never like this, never so intimately. The other guys were all so drunk that they fell asleep, except for Marcus, who was still trying to take her date to bed in an incessant blabbering that was what drove me and Carol outside. Now, unexpectedly, we were connecting… Over the more improbable topic ever. I dated for eight years and when it was over, I had known Carolina for only four months. She came to the group dating Daniel, one of our friends. When five months later he had to move to another state while working for the Navy, we kept her around. It seemed like the right thing to do, even if she was so much younger than we were. More than to avoid not being fair to her, we kept her around because she just seemed to belong within our group of friends, she wasn't one of those bubbly, dumb teenagers. There was a depth to her. An old soul, my mother would say. When that happened, Daniel went away Cock Sucking and she was single, I was seeing one of the sales representatives of one of my company's clients. When that was over, she dated an idiot named Ronny for a short time and followed up with the boy she is now, a photographer named Juan, some sort of Latino character taken directly from a soap opera who, unbelievably, was able to captivate her somehow... Anyway, it was always like that. Not that I had any expectations or thought that it would be a good thing, to go out with her or date her. I just happened to like everything about her, so I admired her, always tried to be a good friend. Like an older brother – a brother that would always admire her when she showed up, yes, but I was not actually her brother, so there was nothing creepy about it. Carolina was here by herself, doing college for two years now; she emancipated herself with sixteen and lived alone, working to pay her expenses since very young age. Very adult, with cumshot that calm way of talking and her very particular way of seeing the good part on everything that happened… She liked to be taken roughly and chocked. What the hell. "So we agree that how a person looks and how she likes to be treated on bed are two things completely different." She stated, taking exotic another sip of her drink. "Yes. We agree." I nodded. 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