I got to third base with a girl from Maxim Magazine

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When I was 18, I had just moved into Denton. Boy did college start off with a bang.

I got a job waiting tables of course. During my first week there I have never had so much luck with hot women. After our second shift together I got up the nerve to ask one out and to my suprise, she said yes. One for Whitmore.

We went out on date and afterwards went back to my apartment and [expletives deleted for my mother's and girlfriend's sake]. Afterwards, she asked if I played basketball.

"You're kinda tall."

"I know. I'm a man more of the arts than sport."

"Well, your abs could use the workout."

Ouch. That hurts coming from anyone, much less a gorgeous person.

Ok, minus one for Whitmore.

Then, a couple days later, a girl, Whitney, I'd had held an attraction for came up to work while she was off to ask me out on a date. I had never been asked out on a date by a fine girl before. So, of course, I said,

"Yes."

So we went on our date. We had some fun. Hung out and it was going very well. I got a kiss. Oh yea.

We promised to see each other again. I really liked this girl as opposed to the other one.

We would not go out again.

The next time I heard from either one of them was at the same time. They were wondering how they were both dating a guy named John Whitmore that worked at Abuelo's Mexican Food Embassy. I liked Whitney and still wish we could have seen each other a little more.

"Hi. This is Whitney, I'm here with your good friend, Alana and we got to talking. Don't ever call us again."

"But… But…"

Click.

And that was the end of my two-timing days.

Two years later I found out Alana was in Maxim Magazine. Yes, I'm hitting myself now. But atleast I can say I hooked up with a girl from Maxim.

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