Mai tai guy

When I was seventeen, I had the perfect boyfriend. Nothing fancy, he went straight to my hips. He looked good on me. Now I'm home for our thirtieth class reunion, and I'm still hungry for him. Yes, it's been decades, but every five years our high school reunion has brought us together again. With hot, then cold results. He's on the menu again, and this time I have my own delicious way of making sure our meet-up will truly satisfy.