I don’t know why having him in the same room as Nero fills me with this sense of anxiety, but it does. It’s like watching one of those nature videos where the unsuspecting gazelle stands grazing in the field, unaware of the lion prowling in the grass behind him.
Carlton isn’t even a gazelle with super speed on his side though, he’s just a nice guy. The type of nice guy that would get chewed up and spit out by a man like Nero.
Unbidden, my mind conjures up an image of what it would’ve been like to give my virginity to Carlton.
It would’ve been sweet. And slow. A night probably filled with flowers and maybe a nice dinner. Probably wouldn’t have been messy and hard.
He wouldn’t have sat in the dark corner of my room while I slept.
He wouldn’t have tasted me like Nero did.
It would’ve b
