And because none of my friends knew I was there or even that I was gay, I had no one to talk to. So I did something I’m not proud of – I fake text...d.I believe my inner dialogue went something along the lines of: “Oh my god, everyone knows I’m here alone. Everyone is staring at me thinking I am a huge creep… Wait a minute. No one is actually looking at me. Why is no one looking at me?? Am I not attractive to lesbians? F*ck, here comes someone. La di da, don’t mind me, I’m just looking at my cell. Days later I’m fucked up and we bump into each other so I ask for a ride home as I can’t even walk into the house by myself you walk me in. I fumble with the key as we get to the door, telling you I need to piss in drunk fashion I immediately begin strip once inside baring my big bubble butt however I continue to struggle to stay upright once we finally make it to my room I go to flop face forward on the bed as you hold me up your hand grazes my ass I look back expecting you to be walking out. “I have to tell you that my experience with Ayendra was fantastic. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. It was almost as good as being with Gregory. I was more lustful with Gregory, and I still think about him often, but I was really surprised how exciting it was to have my hands, boobs and mouth all over a brown body. I can’t describe how it made me feel other than it turned me into a sex crazy woman. I have watched the video’s you took over and over again and still find it. The people who live in this area often tell me it's a desert. We got flat plains, dust storms, hardly anything for miles and miles.It's not a real desert, you'd have to go farther west for that, but it comes close. He slowed down as the highway began to curve.What am I thinking? he shook his head. The girls out here may not be interested in me tonight. And if I try to get them interested,I might start drinking heavily again before I could stop myself.I don't want that- the cops let me go last.