Marcus
"Marcus, are you gay?" that was the first question I had been asked as soon as my butt met the chair in the conference hall.
"I don't know? Maybe?" I had a male mate, that made me gay right? I had never been attracted to men before, would I be attracted to Greg if it wasn't for the mate bond? Probably not.
"What do you mean you don't know, you're sleeping around with a man thought," the reporter clearly frustrated with me raised his voice and dropped another question.
"That's another question sir, the agreement was that each person got a chance to ask one question and you already asked yours. next question please." from behind me I could hear my secretary stopping the guy from asking anything else. The anger in his face was clear for all to see. I could tell he was berating him
