The two models were the same, and they were being bigger assholes than they had been the day before. I watched him walk away until he was so small, I couldn’t see him in the dark.I went to my room, texted him ‘Thank you.’ and cried myself to sleep. Gay sex I cried myself to sleep again.I wanted to get away. Whoa, was it dirty! His voice was rich and smooth, and when he smiled, his moustache and dimples did this cute, sexy grin that was part of a little boy and part hot hunk. They bitched about not being safe. My mother told me she was making some special snacks to take with me, but she would tell me what they were, a surprise, she said. Randall had to work that day, so I had no one with whom to share the feelings I was having. He was excited; he had been offered a job, and he said he was certain that I was part of the reason.
