When lines cross
The summer of 1997 was a time in my life which would change me forever. It is the summer when I met my first real girlfriend, and the summer when my sexuality would be skewed. I was twenty-two going on twenty-three and to my horror was still a virgin. I was your typical youth; I was in to experimenting with drugs, alcohol, and sex. Believe me I had my share of the first two and was working on the third. I had two girlfriends who were just that, friends. One of them I had been intimate with, but...
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