It was my first summer in Tucson. I was young and eager to begin my first year at the University of Arizona. I was recently single and ready to get my mind off life. A close friend of mine was throwing a small gathering, so I figured it would be a good way to have some fun and make some summertime mistakes. I couldn’t decide what to wear. It was my first night out since breaking up with my boyfriend so I wanted to look fucking sexy. I wanted to feel fucking sexy. I threw on the shortest pair of jean shorts I could find, no panties of course.