Life is a special game.

Sometimes it's fun, like playing jacks or marbles.

I had a talent for some school playground games.

Some more than others.

That evening we approached each other along a dimly lit street during college orientation.

On the sidewalk was a hopscotch court.

A key chain pulled and tossed from my pocket to a square, hopped on one foot, stooped, picked it up.

Hopped to the end and back.

She tossed a hair scrunchy on the court, hopped down still grinning.

Hardening already. 

The final prize was a free-range blowjob.

We both won lifetime friendships forever.