The glory days, part I

(based on a true story)

So, Back in 2008, I met my best friend Rose while attending community college. She studied art, and I studied auto mechanics.

We met during lunch in the cafeteria, and she happened to have one of her works of art with her. It seemed to me that her style was heavily inspired by Japanese manga. I mentioned that I loved anime and manga and her face just lit up, like she had found her fellow weirdo. Otaku like her and I are a rare species in this town.

We met up every lunch and talked about anything and everything. Before too long, we were bringing each other into our worlds and telling eachother our secrets.

The topic of bondage and BDSM came around during one of our talks. I told her I had a thing for bondage and leashed and collared subs, and that she loved every aspect of bondage. binding, gags, blindfolds, crop whips, hot wax, you name it.

I talked a big game, but the truth was, I still had my v-card and had zero experience, although the ideal always appealed to me.

so our next topic was how many partners we had. of course. She told me about her time with 3 other guys, and 2 girls.

I hesitantly told her the truth.

I saw the fire in her eyes. I was the fresh clay that she was determined to sculpt. From then on, she seemed to put more effort into meeting outside of school. I was a bit excited and nervoused by her silent yet obvious resolve to claim my innocence.

to be continued in the glory days part II