i looked at her. she looked at me. it was quiet. i thought about having sex with her. she had her legs crossed in a very provocative way. it turned me on a little. i felt my cock growing inch by inch.she wasn't pretty at all. in fact, if anyone else saw her they would of thought her ugly. her smooched face and furrowed brows made her seem unpleasant, but thats what i liked about her. she had a cold and blew her nose several times. i brought her a hot cup of abuelitas chocolate with a little rum and it seemed to smooth her over. we laid on the couch together watching a movie. it was nice. i felt warm inside again. i don't remember the movie, maybe because i had a nice rum and coke floating nearby? i don't know. we talked a little about our past relationships. she had a baby from he latest one, maybe 4 months ago. i had been with girls who had babies before, it wasn't knew to me, i had expectations this time. we kissed. it was nice. she had a very soft kiss, a very prolonged kiss that i didn't want to stop. we laid there kissing for what must of been hours. i was hot, and so was she. i moved my hands down to her jeans and put my fingers at the top of freedom. it was nice and wet. i sighed and she sighed too. i felt connected and ready for obliteration. she obliged. we moved to my room and began. the hot chocolate was left on the coffee table to cool and become chocolate milk in the morning. we laid together on flannel sheets and began exploring each others bodies. she was nervous about the weight she had put on and i told her it was okay. we murmured back and forth until she felt comfortable and i spooned her from behind. i slid it in nice and slow and she didn't seem to respond immediately but once i began rotation she buckled down. she mentioned how good it felt for me to be inside of her and i chose not to respond. sex was a weird being for me. she began to moan and grunt and i could tell she was playing the game. this girl had watched one to many porns in her life and knew exactly what should be done. she slid down and began to suck on me and it felt great until i knew she was faking. she didn't know she was faking though, she thought this is what normal people in normal sexual situations did. i took her in my arms and tried for a little sweet loving.. she did not respond.. i kept thrusting and pushing but nothing seemed to be working. it felt rehearsed and fake. i slid off of her and she began to feel bad... asked me what was wrong... i laid there at the ceiling and instead of telling  her about how full of shit she was i simply said:

"too much whiskey baby"

later that morning she left.

i didn't want to make her feel bad.