Here's a few more of the first ex. A story goes behind the photo of her in the dress. I called this the f**king dress because she never wore anything underneath it. Easy access
. We broke up about a month before the school year ended. It wasn't the cleanest break up since I found she was hooking up with someone else. When she needed to move out of the dorm her family was delayed in getting to the school and she was running out of time. She also wasn't going to ask me for any help. For some reason she had picked this dress to wear for the move out day probably because she wanted look nice for her family. In short, I realized she was in a pickle so I went to a couple of friends and suggested that they help her out, for a fee. They jumped on it and 30 minutes later I saw her going into their dorm room. I went and cracked open the door and there she was on her hands and knees, dress pulled up and she was pulling a train! The best part was that after my friends were done they only moved half of her stuff demanding more play time. Apparently, she agreed but what she didn't know is that they invited another friend who my ex absolutely hated, despised and loathed. I didn't know this occurred so when I got my camera to take a few pics for posterity I was floored when I opened the door and there she was naked on the floor with this guy pile driving her. After an hour in their room the remainder of her stuff was moved out of the dorm and she left. I never saw her again. I realized from this experience that people will do things that you would never expect if properly motivated. I exploited this realization to the fullest.