My favorite part about the county fair is all the hot teenage girls in a** tight jeans and short shorts. I’d never make a move because I understand it’d be wrong to take advantage of a developing adolescant, but it crushes my soul with that massive amount of tight, tanned, perky eye candy assembled in one place.
I think it’s because I never could get myself a girlfriend or laid in high school, and I’m a 27-year-old virgin without the psychological footing to form a relationship. But I do understand that I need to be a man and find a woman close to my age group who I can respect, be friends with and hopefully sleep with.