“Yeah, sorry, sounds good.” I was slowly coming back to reality. “Look, I get it, it’s a lot to take in, but if there’s one thing I’ve done right, Henry, is that I’ve been completely honest with you. Gay sex Letters, huh.Thank you for reading! “Tell me if I’m wrong, but I have a feeling you stopped returning my calls beyond my secrecy about my sexuality. “If you need to fulfill your fantasy, you could always write a letter talking about your desires. “I understand,” he told me. It helped me a lot in high school with crushes I had on buddies.” We said goodbye and parted ways. His piercing forest-green eyes met mine as he shifted his focus toward me. I abruptly removed my hand.After some time had passed, I spotted Elijah, Eric’s old swimming coach, and his daughter, Carissa. They reached their way over. They reached their way over. I beg you to do the same.” He was desperate. More disturbingly, he told me he had sexual desires for my son. “Is that all you have to say?” I felt like a child when he spoke to me. “If you need to fulfill your fantasy, you could always write a letter talking about your desires. His thick brows furrowed.
