When I was in High School my mom would have a little get together with her friends in the back yard at the pool. They would be dressed in their bathing suits. Since my room had a perfect view of the back yard with my raging hormones at the time, one of her s**y friends who was always wearing a thong made my teenage years very memorable. Fast forward 8 years later, I was at the local bar drinking by myself, depressed that I found out my gf was cheating on me. Guess who I ran into, her. We talked about old times and I found out she is in the middle of a divorce. In my drunken state I confessed that I "fantasized" about her when I was a teenager. She replied "I knew you were peeking at your window looking at me well let me know if you want to turn that into a reality and plus I need a rebound." Dumb founded and left silent, she wrote her number on the Restaurant's napkin and left. Next morning and sober I am at the dilema of calling her or not. By the way she still looks good for her age.
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