Margaret

I made friends with this girl in my Freshman Biology class. She was nice, small town girl named Margaret. We were walking between classes and she asked me how come guys bent over when they got kicked between the legs. She was serious, seems that she had seen a guy hit the ground after getting kicked in the nuts a couple of days earlier. I explained that testicles were precious real estate and they were very sensitive when hurt, and the pain was intense. She answered by saying she didn't have testicles and it hurt like when she slipped off the seat of her brother's bike. No not like that I told her.

We agreed to meet after class and go to the cafeteria. On the way to the cafeteria we came across a girl walking in a tank top without a bra. I asked her if it hurt to walk without a bra. She answered that some girls had really big tits and it was uncomfortable, but no not her, her boobs weren't that big, but I didn't want to hear that. Guys like big boobs.

We had lunch, we took a long time, I didn't have class till three and she had a lab at five. Why I picked up her hand and held it, playing with her ring finger. I asked her what kind of ring she wanted, she asked if I was proposing. When we left I walked across campus with her to her dorm. I couldn't go in, it was a women's only dorm. No males allowed. But she kissed my cheek, and taking a breath said she wanted a honking ring.

Four years later my grandmother decided to give me the diamond from her necklace, it was 2 cts, top of the line, to make her engagement ring. My wife got a honking diamond engagement ring, she wears it every day.