Don't even get me started. Every single night I imagine what might have happened! But somehow I managed to hold onto my virtue through all that insanity. I guess it was for the best, since I'm not on birth control or anything. Anyway, when the movie was done, he asked me to be his girlfriend like 59 times. I said no, of course. I'm not even allowed to talk to boys. Then he asked if he could see me again about a hundred times. That's about when I realized he didn't even really know me. He was just all ga-ga over the blowjob. When I said no to seeing him again, he immediately asked if I could give him another one. I said no. That's when it clicked. I shouldn't have done that for him. He didn't even see me as a person any more. All I was was a blowjob. A pretty little mouth to shoot his stuff
