I looked at Sam. I needed another approach.“Sam, I just kissed a girl who wasn’t you?”“It was hot.” She touched my chest. I staggered back.�...�Max?”“Are you OK?” she worried. “I liked it, but we can go slow if you really meant that?”I fled. I didn’t remember it but I must’ve taken my jacket off before I had taken that boot off Sam, because I was only wearing my shirt and jeans when I opened my front door.The wind howled past me and up the stairs behind me. The girls squealed (Max squealed, Sam. I am changing her name out of respect and courtesy and mine due to shyness LOL, I hope you enjoy! Meredith and I had been dating for about six months, I was nineteen and she was s*******n, We always ran around with another couple, the guy was my best friend and the girl was hers. My buddy had been telling me that his girlfriend had gotten on " the pill" and since then every time they had sex, he would cum in her pussy and that it felt awesome! We were all close, close enough to go semi-nude. Always some quixotic misadventure that always ends in the reminder of how unlike them I am, how alien I am to them, they are always so violent, always.The gun goes off aimed at my forehead, and in that brief flash I go back to the first time, the very first time, my first memories.Then...Naked and alone, I lay in the dirt, I am covered in some kind of fluid, slowly I stand, uncertain of my location, I look around, endless savannas stretch in all directions. I look at my hands they are as alien. "I am not normally a sentimental guy, but the only way tears wouldn't have come after that admission was if I was already six feet under my tombstone. My eyes grew moist, and I drew her acquiescent self towards me for a hug. It was the best compliment I had ever received, and I knew I would remember this moment for a long time ahead.The folks in the station wagons and family sedans that we overtook without as much as a 'Howdy!' must have mistaken us for a couple, and I don't think we had any.