This takes place a number years after that wonderful week the summer after my Junior year. I was now 21 and in college. Mitch, 20, was in college as well, but he was at a university about 2 hours from the one I attended.
Kasey had graduated high school, but hadn't gone on to college. She worked as a waitress back in our hometown which was about an hour from where I was. After that fateful week the three of spent a lot of time together.
We included Kasey's friend Elizabeth every chance we could as well. We learned so much about sex during that time. I left for college knowing that I could satisfy anyone. As the years went by though we all sort of drifted apart. Noting bad happened between us, we all just got so busy with our lives in different places that we really didn't see each other much anymore.
When I came home for holidays Kasey and I would usually find time for each other. Honestly, I needed it too. All that confidence I took to college didn't really pan out. I was sorely lacking in the relationship department. I spent much more time masturbating than getting laid. Seeing Mitch was a different story. We did get to hang out occasionally when our time home lined up, but there was never any time to have the same kind of fun we did before. There were always other people with us, or time was just short.
The last time we had done anything together was the night before I left for college. That night Mitch was staying over so that we could have one more night before I had to leave.
