I wake up the next morning. Me and Charlie in the same bed... Naked. And I can't remember anything. My initial thoughts: Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck....FUCK!
It sucks that I can't remember the interactions we had last night, but I can remember everything that happened previous leading up to the hopefully fun time...
I get up and realize my underwear is half way across the room. Looks like I did have a good time. And first time. He took my virginity! He wakes up and I get the sudden urge to call the cops.
Yet, I can't. He smiles at me and he says wow. And I say Fuck. I put on my underwear and get some water for repenting and Gatorade for electrolytes! When I went to the bathroom I couldn't ever look at myself in the crystal clean mirror... I'm gay, and not feeling proud.
My mouth filled with mouthwash, I spit out on the mirror. My lover is a murderer.
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