Everett | HS |

EVERETT — Prologue.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead as he rolled off of the sweaty, older woman below him and onto the side of her. His heart thumped wildly against his ribcage as he placed one arm above his head, fighting to catch his breath. His gut twisted with regret as the older woman rolled over and laid her head on his chest, running her slender finger along his damp skin. He felt sick. Again, he was lured into the trap of the older woman and he promised himself that he wouldn't be fooled into sleeping with her again, but he couldn't help it. While she was twice his age, she was fairly attractive and amazing in bed. It had been a while since he had gotten any, and his sexual desires needed to be met as well. So, why was it that he felt so guilty and disgusted with himself?

Maybe it was because of the innocent, young brunette down the hall; Everette.