Even switched off, the memory of it was too much and I couldn’t sleep, my hand kept wandering down to my crotch and eventually I took it out. The following morning mom had my freshly pressed school uniform ready and once more I dressed in crisp, clean, starchy cotton, I felt it touching my skin, ...
On Saturday night I’d even gone out to a singles bar, to try and hitch up with some guy and prove to everyone, especially myself, that the infatuation with Alexis was just that. I spent two hours being chatted up by earnest young men with promising careers in lawyer’s offices, accountancy firms a...