I honestly couldn’t believe that this was happening. I was touching and kissing another man. And letting him touch and kiss me. I should be properly horrified and pushing him away. But I wasn’t. I was allowing him to touch me, to kiss me, to touch me where only I and my girlfriends have touched me. And I liked it. And I wanted to touch him. I guess Stevie had been right when he said who better than to try out your curiosity than your best friend?
Stevie seemed into it as well. His...
