I couldn’t take it. I pulled her aside. “What the hell are you doing Jamie?” I asked her. “I'm just having a little fun, whats so wrong with t...at?” She responded. “Its wrong because you know I like you, and your doing this on purpose,” I sad. “You know I want you!” “Your a fucking pussy, you know that?” She said. “What? What the hell are you talking about?” I said, very confused. “Your a man, right? Real men take what they want.” She explained. “I was just trying to be respectful.” I replied.. I wore a blouse and cardigan. I complained that mylegs were cold so she slipped some holdup stockings on my legs andlent me a pair of her slippers. She joked that I needed to shave mylegs if I wanted to look nice in stockings. That evening, shesnuggled up to me on the sofa and seemed to be a lot closer thanusual. She couldn't seem to stop cuddling me all evening. I felt alot more cosy too and a little sad to put my own clothes on in themorning.And so over a period of time, our life evolved into. Jacob had told me he was gay! My heart stopped, my dick began to swell, and my mouth went dry. My best friend, whom I had dreamed countless wet dreams about, had just told me the few words I wanted to hear more than anything in my world. Jacob was gay! He looked pretty nervous and almost shit a brick because I couldn’t say anything, I was speechless. I got up, walked out the room, down the hall, into another room, and just screamed. Jacob came running in, trying to comfort me, and tell me he. But she tried to push those thoughts aside.At about four p.m. on the fourth day with no contact, she needed to get out of the house to clear her head. So she went for a walk around her local block making sure to take her phone with her. This walk was something she did often when they talked so she wasn't disturbed by her housemate if they were home.She took a break from her walk by sitting on the steps that led up to the old score board that no longer worked. She flicked through the pictures of.