First Time Ballbusted By My Girlfriend
The gym lights were still buzzing overhead when I first noticed her. She was on the cheerleading squad—tight blue-and-gold uniform hugging every curve, ponytail swinging like a weapon as she flipped and shouted through the basketball game. I was a junior on the varsity team, all sweat and adrenaline, and she was the one girl who made my stomach flip harder than any crossover dribble. Her name wa...