Chapter 2: Little Blue Pills
I felt very good sitting there in the classroom, next to Jamison, his fingers playing around in my crotch, and waited for Mr. Marshall to smile or laugh out loud while reading my paper. Then I had the horrible thought that he might read it out loud. Or that he might make me stand up and read it out loud. My pants were barely holding their own against Jamison’s fingers. Oh, why hadn’t I died in surgery? But then Jamison sighed and withdrew his hand. He wrote later on his paper and I read it. Love blossomed in my heart.
Maybe it’s too much information, but we really hadn’t done anything like that again. Of course I’d only been out of the hospital a short while, but some of me didn’t care. Luckily, Jamison was apparently not in it only for the s*x. And I genuine
