Back when we were dating, I took my ex-girlfriend rollerskating. It was her birthday and also upsetting as nobody else came. Just me, her Mom and sister. Plus another pal of ours who actually introduced us to each other in the first place. I didn’t personally mind that not a lot of people showed up to the party because that meant that I got to roll with my girl close and tight to me. It felt so hot back when I was 17. Anyway, my friend had to go to work soon, so before he left, he wanted to race me on skates in a three-lap race. My GF was okay with it so off we went. He got ahead of me for the first lap, but on lap the second, I gained a lead on him after a sharp corner nearly blew him out. But the third one was neck-and-neck. I would’ve won too. But my girlfriend, innocent as she is, was twirling in circles right in my way. The joint being congested as it was, I yelled, “MOVE.” But it was too late. I made like the tasmanian devil when colliding into her and ended up not falling, nor making her fall… But actually grabbing her left boob for support. In front of her Mom. We broke up a week after and to this day, I will never take any of my dates to the roller-rink.