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1501847My Daughters New Boyfriendhttps://www.gandhi.com.mx/my-daughter-s-new-boyfriend/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/419258/3cdfce52-5b74-49f9-8341-9ea12db608c3.jpg?v=6383347400099000006161MXNJessica WhiteInStock/Ebooks/<p>This happened four years ago (at the time I was 27). I was in grad school, finishing my thesis film and going through a kinda-sorta slutty phase. I lived in Chicago with two roommates. I strongly felt--fuck that, straight up knew--that my thesis was superior to the work of all my colleagues. This made me supremely arrogant and in some ways insufferable, but the upside was I oozed self-confidence. And I was enough of a workaholic that I needed a pretty high volume of sex just to make me unwind and gratify me. So from the fall through March Id had my fair share of conquests; mainly one night stands, usually coupled with plenty of alcohol. You could say that, ultimately, I was just lonely and troubled.</p><p>In April I began seeing a woman I met on OkCupid named Lauren. She was African American, about two years younger than me, wore her hair in a bob, nerdy-cute in her glasses. She had recently moved to the city and worked a well-paid job as a sales associate at a bra retailer. I swear I am not making that last detail up. We talked on the phone first--she was apparently looking for boyfriend material--then met for lunch that weekend. She texted me a picture of herself to show me what she looked like. Simply from sending me that picture I got the sense that she was the type who would sleep with someone on the first date. Which made me glad, especially considering I carried a condom in my wallet.</p><p>She was a little late to lunch and apologetic about it. We somehow didnt have much to talk about on that first date but still hit it off. She wore a cutoff blouse and had thick arms. She suggested we go back to her place and hang out and I pretended to be a little taken aback and hesitant. She apologized again and said she understood why that sounded wrong. So I told her it was okay and said sure, we can hang out for a little while.</p>1485460My Daughters New Boyfriend6161https://www.gandhi.com.mx/my-daughter-s-new-boyfriend/phttps://gandhi.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/419258/3cdfce52-5b74-49f9-8341-9ea12db608c3.jpg?v=638334740009900000InStockMXN99999DIEbook20201230004332732_W3siaWQiOiIxYjVjZjRiYi04MjUwLTQyNmMtYmVhZi01N2YxMGNiZWMzNmUiLCJsaXN0UHJpY2UiOjYwLCJkaXNjb3VudCI6MCwic2VsbGluZ1ByaWNlIjo2MCwiaW5jbHVkZXNUYXgiOnRydWUsInByaWNlVHlwZSI6IklwcCIsImN1cnJlbmN5IjoiTVhOIiwiZnJvbSI6IjIwMjItMDctMTFUMDA6MDA6MDBaIiwicmVnaW9uIjoiTVgiLCJpc1ByZW9yZGVyIjpmYWxzZX1d1230004332732_<p>This happened four years ago (at the time I was 27). I was in grad school, finishing my thesis film and going through a kinda-sorta slutty phase. I lived in Chicago with two roommates. I strongly felt--fuck that, straight up knew--that my thesis was superior to the work of all my colleagues. This made me supremely arrogant and in some ways insufferable, but the upside was I oozed self-confidence. And I was enough of a workaholic that I needed a pretty high volume of sex just to make me unwind and gratify me. So from the fall through March Id had my fair share of conquests; mainly one night stands, usually coupled with plenty of alcohol. You could say that, ultimately, I was just lonely and troubled.</p><p>In April I began seeing a woman I met on OkCupid named Lauren. She was African American, about two years younger than me, wore her hair in a bob, nerdy-cute in her glasses. She had recently moved to the city and worked a well-paid job as a sales associate at a bra retailer. I swear I am not making that last detail up. We talked on the phone first--she was apparently looking for boyfriend material--then met for lunch that weekend. She texted me a picture of herself to show me what she looked like. Simply from sending me that picture I got the sense that she was the type who would sleep with someone on the first date. Which made me glad, especially considering I carried a condom in my wallet.</p><p>She was a little late to lunch and apologetic about it. We somehow didnt have much to talk about on that first date but still hit it off. She wore a cutoff blouse and had thick arms. She suggested we go back to her place and hang out and I pretended to be a little taken aback and hesitant. She apologized again and said she understood why that sounded wrong. So I told her it was okay and said sure, we can hang out for a little while.</p>1230004332732_Jessica Whiteedd77575-7506-35ae-ad26-2809dc4847e3_1230004332732;1230004332732_1230004332732Jessica WhiteInglésMéxicohttps://getbook.kobo.com/koboid-prod-public/469bb842-704a-4354-895b-c44903acdb4b-epub-3fd1d946-f313-4717-9323-c28c3bd65216.epub2020-11-07T00:00:00+00:00Jessica White