Don t Be Jealous
In my early twenties, I was involved with a woman called Janice. She was shorter than I am, just over five and a half feet tall, five years older than I at twenty-eight, with long dark hair, blue eyes, and worked as a personal trainer at a local gym. I was a Bottom in those days or one who has things done to them. This was one of the last relationships I was in before I changed to being a Top.She caught my eye and we hooked up. I had a jealous side that used to flare up if I saw her talking to...
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