I'm vanilla, unimpressive, I'm plain bread with margarine on it.And I wish the world would treat me like it.Alright, let's stop with the figurative fo...eplay and get to the obvious. I'm gay. Like super gay. It'd be really convenient if I were Bi and I could blend in, but I'm not. Some girls gag for cock, cocks just make me gag. Really, this is one of the two things that is in anyway distinctive about me, and the best part? No one knows. I'm so in the closet Ikea is offering to rehome me. I get. Trying to sit up, he felt a tag on his left hand. Seeing there was a butterfly needle connected to the back of his hand, he laid back down. Also on his chest, some electrodes attached to a heart monitor. The door to his room was wide open. People were walking up and down the corridor, mostly nurses and doctors in white uniforms. He could hear talking just outside the room.“Nurse water, please?” he tried to call out with a faint sound.A nurse walked into the room, walking to the side of the bed.. "Now, Angela dear, what's wrong?" Nothing really, Mum." Rubbish! Betty Nugent told me you'd lost your sparkle. Laura said you were piano and withdrawn and I can see you're not yourself. What's wrong?" It's all right, really, Mum." Clive's bored with you." Mum!" Angela sounded shocked."He didn't go to Laura's with you and he's not here now. Why not?" He's very busy."Pauline snorted. "Come on, Angela. Tell me. I promise not to say 'told you so'."Angela took a sip of her drink and sighed. "Yes,. I had no idea anal could be so erotic.” I turned around and saw the look on his face. I knew we would be having anal sometime soon. As I sat down, he wanted to know more. “I wasn’t sure about how it would be so I was cautious about how long I would have them in. Mostly I have used the small one, but I have progressed while at home. After only a few days, I put the small one in, then the medium one after I feel loosened up. The medium one makes me feel really full, but even this smaller.