there is this girl at my school who is extremely, extremely slutty. she'd be willing to do anything with any guy, at anytime, anywhere . so, being a guy, i decided to exploit this.
one day a few weeks ago this girl and i are sitting outside my school, behind a tree a little ways off school ground. as we're sitting there we start making out and things are going good. i took the opportunity to go exploring with my fingers. so there i am, outside my school, fingerbanging this girl who i could really care less about, but quite enjoying myself nontheless. after everything was done, i head back into my school.
this is when it all falls apart
i'm sitting in one of our schools resource areas (its a self-paced school, no classes) and i casually glance down at my hand.
my fingers are covered in blood. immediately i start to freak out, thinking that i got her at an awkward angle and i cut her or something. then i realize it might just be my own blood, coming out from a hangnail or something. so i go to the bathroom, wash it off, and continue with my day.
the next day i walk up to this girl and tell her i need to talk to her, so we take a brief walk outside. as we're walking she turns to me, thinking i mean to try and do what i did the previous day, and says "we can't go as far as we did yesterday... want to know why?"
worried, thinking i actually did hurt her, i reply, "why's that?"
*half-chuckling * "it's that time of the month again"
i nearly threw up.
there is this girl at my school who is extremely, extremely slutty. she'd be willing to do anything with any guy, at anytime, anywhere. so, being a guy, i decided to exploit this.
one day a few weeks ago this girl and i are sitting outside my school, behind a tree a little ways off school ground. as we're sitting there we start making out and things are going good. i took the opportunity to go exploring with my fingers. so there i am, outside my school, fingerbanging this girl who i could really care less about, but quite enjoying myself nontheless. after everything was done, i head back into my school.
this is when it all falls apart
i'm sitting in one of our schools resource areas (its a self-paced school, no classes) and i casually glance down at my hand.
my fingers are covered in blood. immediately i start to freak out, thinking that i got her at an awkward angle and i cut her or something. then i realize it might just be my own blood, coming out from a hangnail or something. so i go to the bathroom, wash it off, and continue with my day.
the next day i walk up to this girl and tell her i need to talk to her, so we take a brief walk outside. as we're walking she turns to me, thinking i mean to try and do what i did the previous day, and says "we can't go as far as we did yesterday... want to know why?"
worried, thinking i actually did hurt her, i reply, "why's that?"
*half-chuckling* "it's that time of the month again"
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