His mom was still at work and would be for the next hour or so. I was pretty horny so I got in my truck and drove to his house. But, then it was a struggle.Īnyway, one day I had just gotten home from Hawaii with my family, I got a text from you know who asking me to come over. Now I find it funny because I have my own set of friends and am much more sure myself and what I stand for.
In middle school, he was only nice to me when it was beneficial for him. He was (and probably still is) what you call a “follower”. You see, I use the word “friend” lightly.
The conversation was usually nothing out of the ordinary and then would unexpectedly take a sexual turn. I had been texting an old friend back and forth for a couple months.
