It was at that point it went beyond drunken flirting as I stuck my tongue down the black man’s throat and clawed at his groin to feel the thick erec...ion that had been rubbing against me. “Do you wanna fuck me?” I whispered into Carl’s ear. “God, yes,” he whispered back, “but Brad …” “It’s okay, we’ve talked about it.” “Oh.” He sounded shocked, as if he didn’t understand. It would have been a strange situation for any man, never mind somebody I’d known for many years and to whom I’d never. I was horrified. There was no way to switch back within a year, regardless of the circumstances."Because Sandra didn't graduate, she wants to graduate high school for you next year. She can probably move on after that."I simply resigned myself to my new situation, and ignored their next questions as I went to sleep.I spent the next year perfecting my use of the blank room, and I discovered things that Sandra hadn't told me. Nothing great, but I did manage to keep myself from dying of boredom. “Someone’s proud of herself.”Tom turned the lights off and both got back into bed. As Claire lay there, she couldn’t help shake the feeling that it hadn’t looked like a normal text. It looked like a picture.-During the next day, Claire took notice of the fact that Tom had been unusually focused on his phone. Most of the time, whatever he was looking at he had no reaction to. But at least a couple times, she could’ve sworn she caught a fleeting smile.Considering she had cheated only once before,. Having just graduated from my university studies and recently moved to Vegas I had little money and no friends in the "city that never sleeps". And being a twenty-three year old, healthy male I desperately wanted to explore the debauchery that I was sure the city had to offer.One Friday afternoon shortly after I arrived I picked up a local magazine that focused on the local adult scene. In the back I found advertisements for adult book stores, local strip clubs, escorts and something I was.