I was in my second year of college and living in the dorms when I first heard about Anne. She was a 25 year-old massage therapist who worked from home just off campus. I met her in August during the last part of our football camp. She was a knockout. A beautiful 5’8″ Italian girl with black hair and dark eyes that could bring any man to his knees. I was awestruck and speechless at our first introduction. I was sure she thought I was retarded or something, but her voice was soft and sweet. A
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