CuteJill143
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Thomas had to have been one of the most interesting people that I had ever met in my life. He was half polish and half german. He had lived in Germany France and Poland. Him and his father immigrated from Poland. He was only in the country for 7 years at the time I met him. He spoke Russian Polish German and French besides English. He would get A's without studying. He had a blond mini mohawk and the most gorgeous blue eyes I had ever seen. I am a Science major but the semester that I met Thomas, I was taking two required liberal arts courses. Comparative Politics and Abnormal Psychology and he was a Political Science major. The odds of me having two classes with him with the amount of people who go to my college was unbelievable. We developed a friendship in the first two weeks of the semester. In the politics class the first day I recall sitting next to him but thinking nothing of it. There were no more seats left lol. In the Saturday Class he sat next to me and we talked for a bit and he had the most amazing accent. That next Tuesday there was a terrible blizzard and politics was canceled. He drove me to my car on the other side of campus so I was able to not be cold. "I will see you thursday!" I said. "And Saturday!" he replied. Boom Smitten. From then on the friendship flourished. Walked me to my car..sat next to me in class, carried my books, you know the deal. He was very shy so It took a month to get him outside of school. We were both tired I had a long day and got out of my chemistry lab at 10:30 at night. We sat and cuddled and watched TV. It was very hot in his room So I had a tank top and sweats and socks on. He was gently stoking my bare arms.
For a guy who did construction, he had such soft tickly hands! "Imagine if you met me two years ago Jill!" he said. "My hands were so much softer before I started construction," he added."... you would be like "noooo stop!!!" if I would stroke your arms back then."
He said he used to love tickling girls back in Germany and would get in trouble for it. I don't think hes a fetishist, just a crazy flirt.
He loved my soft skin lol. He started gently dragging his fingers near my right armpit and I jumped a little bit. "ticklish?" he asked with that cute smile of his. He was a shy guy like i said, so it didn't get too intense. He continued getting my armpits and tummy until I'd let out laughter. It came to an end when his father told him that he was going to sleep and knocked mid tickling. booo!! It was cute and sweet while it lasted and better than nothing and lead to an amazing kissing session
Months later we drifted apart between school and his lack of interest I guess. After that semester, I never had a class with him again. I still had his # but he never bothered to call or text. I don't know what happened But I will always remember that I made my move on the exotic foreign boy from class and I'd never look back and think "what if?" not only did I get to kiss him, the tickling was added bonus =)
For a guy who did construction, he had such soft tickly hands! "Imagine if you met me two years ago Jill!" he said. "My hands were so much softer before I started construction," he added."... you would be like "noooo stop!!!" if I would stroke your arms back then."
He said he used to love tickling girls back in Germany and would get in trouble for it. I don't think hes a fetishist, just a crazy flirt.He loved my soft skin lol. He started gently dragging his fingers near my right armpit and I jumped a little bit. "ticklish?" he asked with that cute smile of his. He was a shy guy like i said, so it didn't get too intense. He continued getting my armpits and tummy until I'd let out laughter. It came to an end when his father told him that he was going to sleep and knocked mid tickling. booo!! It was cute and sweet while it lasted and better than nothing and lead to an amazing kissing session
Months later we drifted apart between school and his lack of interest I guess. After that semester, I never had a class with him again. I still had his # but he never bothered to call or text. I don't know what happened But I will always remember that I made my move on the exotic foreign boy from class and I'd never look back and think "what if?" not only did I get to kiss him, the tickling was added bonus =)
