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However, 2nd semester rolled around, and one night I was walking her to her class... and somehow the conversation turned to boobs (don't ask me how) and hers... Well, we ended up in the elevator, and she goes, "go ahead and grab one, I don't care, I don't get what the big deal is about them." I said "huh?" Anyways, I was being a good boy, and I didn't grope her, but we ended up just outside her class, and I gave her hug and left. I was worried about your story at this point....The next day she tells me that she wants to kiss me... Well I obliged, and ultimately ended up the "friends with benefits" zone. And what a wonderful place to be! It was pretty cool - we had fun in empty classrooms and reading rooms in the library 
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But it ended well, leaving me a lot less disappointed...good work man!
Come to think of it the girl that I was making out with the other night and I were talking about boobs about a week ago....have we found the elusive piece of the puzzle that creates friends with benefits!!!?
