Ivy
I don't know what is happening to me. I don't know if I'm a sl*t for liking what happened with Leif and Ronan. I don't know if people can sense that I've had s*x now. I mean, if I look at Leif and Ronan, I can see it. I can see something about them that screams 'I've had s*x'.
But I didn't want that for myself. The night at Leif's after Ronan left was strange. Leif kept apologizing as we finished making cookies and then took my soiled panties from me because I felt like they had a smell to them after.
I was sure that my dad was going to figure out what happened when he picked me up. I was afraid that he could see it or smell the s*x on me, and I honestly was prepared to die.
But I don't think I was afraid. I mean, did I want to? No. Strangely, I felt like I had things to look for
