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And we were still outside. After a commute twice as long as usual to get here due to the traffic, we walked about half-a-mile from where we'd parked.
Once again, Dirk was to blame for my sour mood. I'd not yet confronted him about the incident from last Halloween.
There's no nice way to put this.
One girl said she could tell I was hiding something by the way I shied away from letting her touch me below the belt when we made out.
After it had happened a second time with another girl, I realized I must have been subconsciously projecting my fears that I would be rejected.
He stepped away, giving me space, and I cleared my throat. "Yes, I did.
His hands collected my legs beneath my knees and pressed up, finally spreading me open like I'd wanted to before.