Oh, Jesus. Thursday was safe. Fun, no strings. Tonight...tonight wasn't safe. I'm going to form an emotional attachment to this guy, something that wouldn't happen with his friend from Thursday. Even now I think of the way he looked at me and the things he said as much as how he touched me. My body shivers thinking about the latter. My heart skips thinking about the formers.
Fuck.
I'm going to get in trouble.
Again.
Laters
Fuck.
I'm going to get in trouble.
Again.
Laters
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