I can’t believe I was so stupid, I really thought Bob loved me. I was 16 and he was 21. He had been my boyfriend for about a month, against the wishes of my over baring mother. He was cute, 6 foot tall, curly brown hair, light blue eyes and a lovely smile. I am a rather plain small breasted, girl topping the scales at 79 pounds and short at 5 foot 5. I have long blond hair that goes all the way down to the small of my back. Bob was in college and I felt really special that he had chosen me as his girlfriend.
Well to get back on track; I was really taken with Bob and loved the attention he gave me around his friends. One evening we went over to his friends apartment to watch a movie. I wore the tan skirt that he and his friends really liked a lot. There was 2 other guys