I can still remember the day I first laid eyes on Jesus. We were at a high school graduation party and a friend of mine thought he was attractive and pointed him out to me. Of course I refused her suggestion but I clearly remembered him sitting by himself on a chair in the back of the garage. He was wearing a horizontal stripped polo shirt and a straw hat. He walked by me and a few friends of mine as we were "wall flowers" at this party. My friend reached out and grabbed his butt. He instantly turned around and for some strange reason he thought it was me! I tried to tell him that it wasn’t me but he gave me this "yeah right" look and he kept walking through the crowd. Well, he walked passed me and my friends and my friend grabbed his butt a second time. By that time he knew it was me but as I tried to explain what had just happened, it was clear that he was convinced that I was the one who had done the deed! Later that summer, I saw him at the Thursday Summer Nights that were held in mid-town Stockton, CA, and this time we actually spoke and connected. He did the double look when he saw me looking hot in a purple summer dress! I have loved Jesus ever since and if you want to know the rest of the story just ask! Although I am sure the versions of our story will slightly differ from each other but of course my story is the “right” one! ;)
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Indeed, the story does vary slightly when told from my pointview ;)
I truly believe that both times, it was dre that grabbed my booty, and when I mean grab, I really mean GRABBED!! Gees. almost tore my pants off! But, I don't blame her, back then I was the star quarterback on football team(yes, I had to include this bit!) and was working out constantly, so the booty was looking right! Haha! Looking back, I'm surprised she commited the act only twice! We gone back and forth with this story since then and I have a feeling this will continue being the case everytime we tell it, well into our old age *big sigh* Haha! |
