The eighteen year old had me over last night. Along with his girl friend and another guy I never met. I asked what he had in mind. He said he didn't have anything in mind, just pizza and beer. It was odd not having a plan. No sex? Just talk? Boring. I went because the eighteen year old was special. I'm not going to give up on him, though.
Got a meeting to go to. Don't know why, but the leader doesn't want me to say when the meetings are or ask other participants if they're going or if they've been. Anyway, I'm clean, smooth and ready for some sex with God.
