I didn't say anything and she told me to tell her all the rules to the game and everything I wanted or hoped happened while we played it.I asked her i... she was sure and she told me she was trying to take it all in and didn't know how far she could go yet. I told her that was why she was in control of the game. I told her to write down this month when she wanted to and then just write down all she did with me or anyone else describing everything. I told her I wasn't worried that someone might. They also knew that I wasn’t above a gang-bang even if it involved mostly black (hung) guys of any age. The ‘future’ was 2 days later. It was a film loop (the kind you saw in adult book stores back then) simple sex set-up with a black top, lots of foreplay, some sucking and a good long hard fucking in the end. The top and I were about the same age, he was a full head taller than me and seemed like a pretty good guy – he was pretty friendly anyway. We spent some time getting to know each other. Whispered to each other behind concealing hands. Scrutinised him. Assassinated his character by a thousand whispered cuts.They went for a walk at break time. The boys went outside to play football, yet a small group of interchangeable girls followed Simon and Holly like a bad smell. Whispering. It was like they had an invisible rota, already agreed and arranged that their own would always have a group of them, like a satellite, hovering nearby. Just in case.In case of what, Simon didn’t know,. If we deal with this the same way we've always dealt with it then how will this time be any different? I look at Steve's face and I feel a tugging at my heart. This isn't going to work. Steve backs me up until we fall onto our bed. The same bed we made love in for the first time. This is where our life began together. We fought on here. We laughed. We cried. We made love. We broke up….No, no, no! I shake my head, trying to dismiss that last thought. I hold onto Steve and bury my gaze into his.