Friday, 14 April 2017


It happened on my 21st.

Most of the gatecrashers were somewhat chill, at least in terms of what they could have done. Yes, the music was loud, but no fires were set, anything like that.

She grabbed me as I was carrying the last crate of beer from the garage, and pulled me into my bedroom. She wanted to give me a present, she said. I was a man now, and she always had a thing for me, she claimed.

I tried to back off, not wanting to take advantage of drunkenness, then her dress fell down.

I was seduced.

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