Page 7 (2/2)

“No! Nope Do not ask him”

She sht”

Under a weak stream of hot water, I scrubbed clean before bed and tried to stop thinking about Sa intoabout that There was no way

If Saht, he’d have told ay He helped organize the trans rights action group in high school He definitely would have told me

In ain My brain flipped between freaking out about Chloe and Phillipe taking our spot and the idea of Saht

Obviously it was possible—he could be bi or pan or anything Lots of people identified as straight growing up and then realized they weren’t Could Sa me for some reason?

I ired with tension, and even when I got into bed and closed my eyes, my brain would not shut up Olympics, Sam, Olympics, Sam, Bree’s concussion, money, Sam, Olyuys?

If so, asn’t he with me?

I felt like I was co out of a spin on the ice, and my brain decided to focus on the idea of Sam with me

Naked

My dick was really into the idea, and I latched onto it Both ht of Sam in my bed I slept naked, and I fumy nipples hard

I’d had a million fantasies of Sam naked with yuchis’ house He’d filled out a bit since then, but it wasn’t even his body I really fantasized about

It was the way he laughed so hard sometimes that he snorted It was that smile The way it felt like the sun, warm on my face

But I couldn’t pretend I didn’t also get off on i s, pressing er into my hole