I went out with my friends to one of the bars downtown. Mind you I am only 20 so getting in can be hard at times. All I had to show was a form of i.d. because their cameras cannot read the cards. I went there drank a little. Seen some friends I had met over the summer. Those two guys I love to death. We had our drinks and I was feeling wonderful. I danced and made more friends like I usually do when I go anywhere. It was the first real weekend after first semester began. We stayed at the bar until it closed. I took pictures with people. That night me and this girl that scares me played a trick on her boyfriend. She always thought I was trying to take her man over the summer. We settled the confusion that night. I was getting hugs from plenty of people when I seen this beautiful man. I looked over to my friend I was with and was like he is the most beautiful white man I have ever seen. She said I know his name is Dick*. She was kind of talking to him her. I told him what I told her. We talked for a bit and then his friend kept calling him. So I walked him over to where his friends were. I talked to him and there was that moment between two people where you know it’s time to kiss or the moment was just right. So I asked him politely can I kiss you and he said yes. It was absolutely wonderful. He told me he likes black women and we traded numbers. We hugged , he kind of felt up my skirt, then went our separate ways. I went back to where my friends were. We went into the pizza place that stays open after bar time. All the drunk people go there after they go out. The food is good and cheap. I was texting him the whole time I was with my friends. He called and I even went outside to talk, hey, it was loud in there. After that my friend drove me back to my hall. My friends were sitting in the lobby of my hall so I talked to them for a while. I wanted for Dick to call back. He did and I was still really drunk and my phone was dying but I put in the address where he was coming from. We found each other. It was wonderful when I seen him. I made fun of his mandals. We walked and kept stopping and kissing. Every kiss was just what I had been missing. He was strong, too, so he would hold me tight. We finally got back to the hall and walked up to my room. My roommate was there but that could not stop us. We tried to be as quiet as possible. Everything he did was out of this world. When he took his shirt off I seen that he had a side tattoo and died a little inside because earlier that day my roommate and I were talking about how when a guy has a nice body and a side tattoo. I just am so much more attracted to him. We got down to business and just had sex all over. In my bed, on my roommate’s floorton. Against the door. It was great on great on great. He was taller than me. He couldn’t have been a more perfect man in my eyes. When he came we went to bad not much later after that. I gave him a back massage before we went to bed and seen that he had a spine tattoo. Ouch painful. It said “For The Love Of The Game”. I was butter in his hands after that. The next morning I woke up and thought to myself how did I get this beautiful man to stay in my bed. I just couldn’t believe he was in my bed. We woke up and he was just laying next to me shirtless. We talked to each other. We talked to my roommate and were spooning. I reached my hand back and acted like I was itching my butt and started playing with is dick. That was fun. My roommate left for like 5 minutes and he just slid it in. So as I was talking to my roommate about how the night before was and having sex with him at the same time. I think I am pretty good. She left and we had like 2 more rounds. I felt bad though because we just laid there after round 2 and I looked down at his penis and it had a hickie on the tip. I felt so bad. He said it’s fine. Then I seen that he had tattoos on the sides of his fingers that said “Loyalty, Courage, Love and…” something else I cannot remember. He kept talking about how it’s been so ling since he had been in a dorm room. He got up to look out the window. He was just walking around my room butt ass naked. That’s when I noticed he had a nice ass too. That was the cherry on top. We started round 3 not long after that. We talked some more after that. He finally got dressed. He was like girl I’m hungry. I asked him if I could take a picture with him. No pics 😦 So I am having troubles with remembering what he really looks like. He then said I should head out I am hungry and I still have to drive back home. He was actually visiting friends that weekend. He was like ” time to take the walk of shame”, I was like “I will shame walk with you.” I walked him outside and he gave me a hug good bye then left. As he walked away something happened to me. The next day I was in a weird mood. Like I had lost something. I was eating ice cream and felt a wave of emotion go over my body and I started crying. At that moment I was happy, sad, empty, half full, and lost. That was when I realized that it broke my heart I was never going to see him again. He was just too good to be true. He was the first one night/morning stand that hurt me without even knowing. Fast forward a couple of weeks or a month. I texted him and he actually remembered me and texted back. He told me he was in a relationship now. I was sort of crushed but we were communicating. We decided to be at least friends. That was very nice and I was fine with that. Catch up every once in a while. I just want to remember when he looks like. Dick was the best dick I had ever had. The moral of the story don’t have one night stands and if you do don’t let any emotions come out or between you two. I made that mistake and cried. If only my life wasn’t that complicated.