I am working. I work with Tatiana. I call her Tat. She is here working. Just like me. She is english. She tells me. She must get away. Her life is not good. Her boyfriend is a jerk. She is afraid. Afraid to be single. I tell her. No big deal. Single is good. She asks. I have a boyfriend. I tell her I did. A good one. But I must fix my life. She won't ask why. Thank goodness. We can work together. She cleans rooms sometimes. I am lonely now. I can't find a boyfriend. I don't want it. But I like to snuggle. Tat is bi. I can sense. Or just curious. She is alone too. We can make good friends. She shares her area. I have privacy. She can stay with me. We are quiet about it. Nobody knows. How can they. 2 girls. Laughing. I am cautious. Don't get caught outside.
Tat is cute. She is younger. College. Took the year off. She's hawt. It feels good to kiss. It feels good to hug. It feels good to have sex. Helps me forget Marky. I must forget him now. Each day it depends. Someday I don't remember it. Other days I can go to the bathroom. And cry. I start to email less. I must let go. I sitll email Papa. He is proud. Said good move.
Are you bi? If you are, you like both. But you prefer one. I know I prefer a man. I am scared of men. I can't be close. A man asks me out. On a date. I freeze. I can't talk. I just walk away. He comes after. Sais sorry I didn't mean to hurt you. I tell him I can't go on a date. I can touch a woman. But a man? The though makes me feel dirty. But I like men. To date a girl is good. She is soft and tender. Her kiss is always soft. Her touch is too. She knows what you like. But still it's different. A man is tough. His body is hard. He is aggressive. He commands things. I miss this. You can't get it. Not from a girl anyway. Still, it makes me forget.
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