"After my fun trip to take my nephew to school, and seeing all those young, toned, sexy bodies, I got to thinking about my own college days. I’d been sexually active since the summer heading into my junior year of high school, and there’d been a few boyfriends who were either a few years older, or maybe more than a few years older. Okay, fucking Cheryl Rubinstein’s father was probably against the girl code, but honestly, what did she expect. She knew her mother had divorced him because Mrs. Rubinstein found out that Dr. Murray Rubinstein was extremely fond of fucking young hot, fit women. And Cheryl knew that her mother was allowing Murray to join them for lighting Chanukah candles so he could give Cheryl her present. (A Jeep Wrangler! Talk about buying your daughter’s affection, right?)
Cheryl and her mother had decided to make a party out of it, something about how cool it looked when all eight candles are lit, and it was late enough in December that none of us had school the next day -- we were out for break. And I’d never met Murray, just seen him in passing, or in Cheryl’s pictures. Well, turned out he wasn’t sleazy or creepy. He was nice, polite, handsome, and looked much younger than his age, which was something like mid-40’s. But his eyes found their way to me, and I saw his eyes, and he saw me blush and smile. "
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