I went off to college in another state. Come to my surprise, one of my cousins lived half an hour away. My Dad's side of the family spawned many attractive cousins, but only one of them I had actual interest in. I'm pretty sure she knew what a crush I had on her. I only ever saw her every few years or so growing up, but she was always nice and friendly to me. I was ten years younger than her.

She came by to visit, and we grabbed a bite to eat. She offered to help me if I ever needed since I had no car to get around and even offered her place to stay to get away from the dorms. I figured, why not? We talked about many things like school, friends, goals, and people.

When I revealed I hadn't any experience with girls, she offered to help me out. Sure, I had a crush on her, but I wasn't planning on anything that far. Okay, I did think about her that way, but didn't think reality would agree. Man, did she blow me away. Sucking was all she would do for me, but I was free to call her up if I needed some release. It's not like she said yes every time, but once a week or two wasn't bad. Unfortunately, I couldn't nail a job after graduating in the area, so I had to move back home. Damn, I do miss her.

She says, I'll get over it, and that I'll have to grow up and get a girlfriend. Considering I failed many times in college, I don't think my chances on getting a girlfriend have increased since moving back home.