Ryan was like a butterfly fluttering about but I noticed he was only with Sergio about half the time. I decided I was going to keep a closer eye on Sergio and my timing was impeccable. I noticed him talking to Roger, one of our “sort of” friends. He got the invites but mostly due to friends in common. He was even more of a whore than I was and made no qualms about people knowing how “active” he was. Yes, you might not consider taking loads in the bathroom of the eagle discreet, but I certainly wasn’t bragging about it at Brunch the following Sunday. I usually had a bit of regret and discretion about it. Gay sex “What is it Ryan,” I asked – “Oh, right, um, have you guys seen Sergio?”“We saw him before we . … I quietly shut the door behind me and stood there as neither of them so much as looked in my direction. what the. … None of those things happened. I felt Sergio’s hand on the back of my head and I looked up at him, his endless brown eyes. Roger was the opposite, sometimes I think he embellished his hook-up stories to make himself sound even more slutty, which trust me, he didn’t need to do.
