The first time I ever had “love” at first sight, it was this petite little girl from Iowa. I was 21, she was 19.
She was visiting her Texan cousin, who happened to be a good friend of mine. I show up to borrow or return a tool or something, and here comes this goddess from around back.
She had a longish med brown hair, hazel eyes, and a very slight overbite. She had a tendency to look up at you with her eyes, while her head was slightly down, and she would bite her lip. She also had the flattest stomach of any woman of any age I’ve ever seen, before or since.
But, when she said “Hi” wth that little eyes-looking-up thing, and then biting her lower lip… I wanted to do her right there, on the ground, in front of everyone.
Sure, lust, not love. But man, it was powerful. She stayed the whole Summer and we had loads and loads of fun. There’s a certain pose of hers that involves her looking up and that overbite, but I’ll leave it to your imagination as I don’t want to come across like a sex monkey.
Recently, while doing a job in Iowa, I was near her home town and was really tempted to go look for her. I was involved at the time, though, so I didn’t stray. But, it sure was a tempting thought.
Hey, little Iowa girl! Remember me?