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My Name is Monica Rodriguez; I’m currently a senior in high school and at the top of my class. I’ve always been school first as in regards to my social life but now that high school is coming to an end, I’ve been branching off into the social world being that it’s a house party, bon fire, or even the occasional club scene (Thank you fake I.D).

Now as for my appearance I’m original from Puerto Rican and have the darker skin to prove it, have long dark hair stopping just before my lower back and brown eyes. I stand about 5’4” with long slender legs and a nice body with just the right amount of curves in all the right places. I’m topped off with a nice set of perky 34C beasts that have gotten me into trouble from time to time. I have always been called a looker , either it’s been my small shirt poorly chosen for a car wash, or skirt too small out at a party, I have always been the object of several men in my life. But with all my sexy attributes and naughty clothing, I am still a pure, untouched virgin.

Yes, I have been in relationships and dated a couple of boys here and there but never have went much farther then kissing or the occasional hand job. Still keeping my virginity had to be the hardest accomplishment to date. I’m not a total prude though, yes I want to keep myself pure until the right man, but I do get horny , which has gotten me in some very bad situations but I have always come out of it and save myself.

But as for the current situation I am presently in, I have to say this is the biggest test yet. I don't really drink much at parties, but boy did I drink way past my limit last night. It was on a dare, and I was feeling confident I would beat out a boy names Stan Harrington, the one who held the party. This certain boy had a reputation for getting with many girls at the parties her threw, and I was no different. It just so happen that I am of course a virgin and I was prime target for his lust.

I got so wasted but thankfully my best friend Carla was there to save the day and drive me home. But there was one tiny issue with my escape. I left my cell phone at the party and had to go back to get it. Stan has always thought of me as hot and wanted to fuck me from the day he’s met me.

I mean I should point out that Stan is not that bad looking of a guy but his personality and manor is tuned in for one thing and one thing only, sex. All last night he was hitting on me and calling me sex and asking me how someone like me can still be a virgin. I was getting kind of turned on by it, but not enough to give up my pussy to some as who thinks he’s gods gift. But now its time to go back to the scene of the crime and deal with the lost phone issue.

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