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I'd really only talked with her a couple times before that night. Her name was a Alyssa, I knew that much. And she was Jewish. Other than that, she was an unknown to me. I was pretty sure she was Freshman, but she could have very easily been a Sophomore. And she had to have been 18 or 19, but I was unclear of any rock-solid facts. She was cute. Not normally my type. But cute never-the-less. Her skin was very pale, and her hair was brown and frizzy. She didn't wear it big like Streisand or anything, keeping it tied back in a loose pony-tail. Her nose was the standard-issue Jewish nose. No offense to any Jewish folks reading, mind you. She was mousy. A book-wormish type. If you passed her on the street, you might not even give her a second glance. But there was a sexiness about her, that, when you see it, makes you want to do nothing but fuck the glasses right off her nose. Her body was spot-on perfect. Petite, with some padding packed tightly into a small frame. Nice, full ass with matching supple breasts. A tight, faded cotton t-shirt from some Jewish summer camp she must've gone to a few years back clung tightly to her frame, and those wonderful breasts looked like trophies jutting out from her small body. The shirt had shrunk some in the laundry over the years, and her little semi-flat cottony stomach peeked out from underneath. She wore your standard college-girl flannel lounge pants that all college girls wear, giving them the look like they'd just come from a big slumber party Her feet were bare and her the little toe-nails on her stubby little toes were painted a girly pink color. And I couldn't help but notice she was clutching a half-empty bottle of that cheap fruit-punch Kool-Aid wine ...

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