Summer when I was 17

The summer of my 17th year was incredibly tough. The white uniform and sailor skirt made the back of the uniform transparent with sweat. I was studying data processing, and the vocational high school I attended was a strict one. Boys could only have buzz cuts or suit cuts, while girls couldn't dye or perm their hair, and it couldn't touch their shoulders. Most girls liked to have Iori Yagami's hairstyle, which I honestly thought was very Taiwanese. Those frizzy ends always had to be very, very long. And I always thought that those fighting kings couldn't be very strong. People who always chose Iori were just good at talking. The real players would choose characters like Goro Daimon, who were impossible to defend against.

There were two very pretty girls in my class. One was the focus of attention throughout the school. Her name was Xiaoman. She always wore her hair in a princess style, straight and reaching just to her neck. She was practically skirting the edge of school rules. She had a great figure; at 160cm, she had a medium-sized C-cup. Her bras were plain, like most of the other girls, but hers were demi-cup styles. Plus, she was a bit of a flirt. Rumor had it that she had a handsome boyfriend in the automotive department, and even more rumors that she had a muscular boyfriend in high school. Or maybe neither of them were her boyfriends?

Anyway, she had many admirers, but I didn't like her. The other pretty girl sat in front of me. Her hairstyle was a bob, a bit different from the usual "Yagami" style. Her figure was also amazing, and her bra size was probably a C. Unlike other girls who wore their skirts low-waisted, she wore hers just above her waist, and with her amazing slender waist, my god, her 170cm height combined with all those features was simply perfect!

Oh right, I was so focused on her appearance that I forgot to mention, her name was Xiaojie. Unlike Xiaoman, Xiaojie doesn't like to flirt with other girls. Xiaojie is a good student and is one of the more innocent ones in the class. Xiaoman's friends are all kinds of people, both male and female, or rather, he doesn't discriminate against anyone.

Xiao Jie and I were very close. I remember he would often turn around and borrow my red pen to correct my exams. During breaks, he would often lean in and chat with me. Every time he turned around, he would tuck his hair behind his ear. Every time he did that, I felt my head start to wander. He always had a faint fragrance about him. Every time I saw the London Bridge visible through his see-through uniform during class, I was afraid the teacher would call on me to recite a text. Every time I saw him dribbling in PE class, I was afraid to closely guard my classmates. We were very close. Xiao Jie was even prettier than Xiao Man, but most of the boys liked Xiao Man. Naturally, I became Xiao Jie's only male friend. But our good relationship didn't last long. Xiao Jie was forced to move due to family reasons. On the day he left school, he gave me an earring the size of a ring, with his English name, Jessica, engraved inside. I was very sad during that time. Unfortunately, none of the movies I watched, including those featuring actresses with bob haircuts, had any. I could only imagine Xiao Jie's beautiful face and the moment he tucked his hair behind his ears during ejaculation.

This went on for a long time. In the second semester of my junior year, I was assigned to sit next to Xiao Man in computer class. Honestly, I wasn't worried about him asking me for help with his homework, since he practically didn't have any. From the moment the teacher announced the assignments, many classmates would immediately hand them to him. What bothered me more was that Xiao Man seemed interested in me. He always liked to chat with me during computer class. Anyway, he wasn't my type, so I just chatted with him casually. Although I chatted with him with a normal attitude, I gradually felt like I was making many enemies, and my popularity seemed to be declining. But the truth will out, and I wasn't worried at all that I would like Xiao Man. Then, during the midterms, Xiao Man suddenly asked me to go to the movies. Honestly, I didn't want to go, but with his personality and social skills, it would be hard for me not to be dragged into it. My heart only belonged to Xiao Jie! I kept telling myself this, of course… this was the sentence I silently recited at the movie theater entrance…

Twenty minutes past the appointed time, Xiaoman appeared. Xiaoman was wearing an off-the-shoulder top, revealing light blue bra straps, and hot pants that looked like briefs, with the sides tied up with strings, making it seem like she wasn't wearing underwear… Her heels were at least 5 centimeters high.

Xiaoman: “Hi, my friend just gave me a ride, there was traffic on the way, sorry.” She acted cute and stuck out her tongue, but what I was really thinking about wasn't how late she was, but which classmate had driven her here…

Oh my god, she had a car in high school, which classmate is she? I want to be friends with her too! Me: "It's okay, I just got here too..." Xiaoman picked an action movie that I had absolutely no interest in. We bought popcorn and Coke and were about to go in. Action movies inevitably have some passionate scenes, and the breathing around us became rapid. It seemed like every couple in the theater wanted to have a three-hundred-round battle right there in the movie theater. Xiaoman put his hand in mine. Although I was thinking about Xiaojie, my little penis was already telling me that the volcano was about to erupt...

The long 80 minutes passed, and Xiaoman said he was a little tired and wanted to find a place to rest. Just as I was wondering where we could rest, he had already pulled me to the front of a nearby motel. And just as I was standing dumbfounded at the door, he had already skillfully taken my purse and booked a room. Hmm... the most expensive one... As soon as we entered the room, he couldn't wait to lie down on the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around. He got up and leaned on my left shoulder, speaking softly... Xiaoman:

"Hey, I'm going to take a shower first, wait for me a minute." He suddenly kissed me on the cheek and ran into the bathroom. I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Xiaoman jumped onto the bed and snatched my first kiss. It was a long French kiss. I was so scared that I couldn't resist. Maybe it was because of physiological needs, or maybe it was... I didn't want to resist...

The summer of my 17th year was very difficult. The white uniform and sailor skirt made the back of the uniform transparent with sweat. I studied data processing. The vocational high school I attended was a strict school. Boys could only have buzz cuts or suit cuts. Girls' hair could not be dyed or permed, and it could not touch their shoulders. Most girls liked to have Iori Yagami's hairstyle. To be honest, I thought it was very Taiwanese. The hair that sticks up in front always had to be kept very, very long. And I always thought that those fighting kings must not be very good. People who always choose Iori must just talk big. The real friends who know how to play would choose a monster like Goro Daimon, who is impossible to defend against.

There were two very pretty girls in my class. One was the focus of attention throughout the school. Her name was Xiaoman. She always wore her hair in a princess style, straight and reaching just to her neck. She was practically skirting the edge of school rules. She had a great figure; at 160cm, she had a medium-sized C-cup. Her bras were plain, like most of the other girls, but hers were demi-cup styles. Plus, she was a bit of a flirt. Rumor had it that she had a handsome boyfriend in the automotive department, and even more rumors that she had a muscular boyfriend in high school. Or maybe neither of them were her boyfriends?

Anyway, she had many admirers, but I didn't like her. The other pretty girl sat in front of me. Her hairstyle was a bob, a bit different from the usual "Yagami" style. Her figure was also amazing, and her bra size was probably a C. Unlike other girls who wore their skirts low-waisted, she wore hers just above her waist, and with her amazing slender waist, my god, her 170cm height combined with all those features was simply perfect!

Oh right, I was so focused on her appearance that I forgot to mention, her name was Xiaojie. Unlike Xiaoman, Xiaojie doesn't like to flirt with other girls. Xiaojie is a good student and is one of the more innocent ones in the class. Xiaoman's friends are all kinds of people, both male and female, or rather, he doesn't discriminate against anyone.

Xiao Jie and I were very close. I remember he would often turn around and borrow my red pen to correct my exams. During breaks, he would often lean in and chat with me. Every time he turned around, he would tuck his hair behind his ear. Every time he did that, I felt my head start to wander. He always had a faint fragrance about him. Every time I saw the London Bridge visible through his see-through uniform during class, I was afraid the teacher would call on me to recite a text. Every time I saw him dribbling in PE class, I was afraid to closely guard my classmates. We were very close. Xiao Jie was even prettier than Xiao Man, but most of the boys liked Xiao Man. Naturally, I became Xiao Jie's only male friend. But our good relationship didn't last long. Xiao Jie was forced to move due to family reasons. On the day he left school, he gave me an earring the size of a ring, with his English name, Jessica, engraved inside. I was very sad during that time. Unfortunately, none of the movies I watched, including those featuring actresses with bob haircuts, had any. I could only imagine Xiao Jie's beautiful face and the moment he tucked his hair behind his ears during ejaculation.

This went on for a long time. In the second semester of my junior year, I was assigned to sit next to Xiao Man in computer class. Honestly, I wasn't worried about him asking me for help with his homework, since he practically didn't have any. From the moment the teacher announced the assignments, many classmates would immediately hand them to him. What bothered me more was that Xiao Man seemed interested in me. He always liked to chat with me during computer class. Anyway, he wasn't my type, so I just chatted with him casually. Although I chatted with him with a normal attitude, I gradually felt like I was making many enemies, and my popularity seemed to be declining. But the truth will out, and I wasn't worried at all that I would like Xiao Man. Then, during the midterms, Xiao Man suddenly asked me to go to the movies. Honestly, I didn't want to go, but with his personality and social skills, it would be hard for me not to be dragged into it. My heart only belonged to Xiao Jie! I kept telling myself this, of course… this was the sentence I silently recited at the movie theater entrance…

Twenty minutes past the appointed time, Xiaoman appeared. Xiaoman was wearing an off-the-shoulder top, revealing light blue bra straps, and hot pants that looked like briefs, with the sides tied up with strings, making it seem like she wasn't wearing underwear… Her heels were at least 5 centimeters high.

Xiaoman: “Hi, my friend just gave me a ride, there was traffic on the way, sorry.” She acted cute and stuck out her tongue, but what I was really thinking about wasn't how late she was, but which classmate had driven her here…

Oh my god, she had a car in high school, which classmate is she? I want to be friends with her too! Me: "It's okay, I just got here too..." Xiaoman picked an action movie that I had absolutely no interest in. We bought popcorn and Coke and were about to go in. Action movies inevitably have some passionate scenes, and the breathing around us became rapid. It seemed like every couple in the theater wanted to have a three-hundred-round battle right there in the movie theater. Xiaoman put his hand in mine. Although I was thinking about Xiaojie, my little penis was already telling me that the volcano was about to erupt...

The long 80 minutes passed, and Xiaoman said he was a little tired and wanted to find a place to rest. Just as I was wondering where we could rest, he had already pulled me to the front of a nearby motel. And just as I was standing dumbfounded at the door, he had already skillfully taken my purse and booked a room. Hmm... the most expensive one... As soon as we entered the room, he couldn't wait to lie down on the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked around. He got up and leaned on my left shoulder, speaking softly... Xiaoman:

"Hey, I'm going to take a shower first, wait for me a minute." He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly kissed me on the cheek and ran into the bathroom. I lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, and just as I was about to fall asleep, Xiaoman jumped onto the bed and abruptly stole my first kiss. It was a long French kiss, and I was so startled I couldn't resist. Maybe it was due to physical needs, or perhaps it was... I didn't want to resist...

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