Spin me round, she said, show me heaven, she added, this night was going to be a whole new ball game to what I’ve experienced in the past, I knew that, but, what I didn’t know, what I failed to realise, is all these words she used, all this feeling she’d woven through every word that left her lips, were deliberate, were, precise, and held my life at her whim.
Of course, I had no idea of this, I didn’t realise she was so strong, so, important to everything, I just thought she was a nut job, so crazy bitch that escaped getting locked away because, well, no one cared enough to lock her up.
We hooked up a few times over the summer, I was bored, and she looked good underneath me, which always make things seem so much better. When school went back, she wanted to keep seeing me, and I, well I had fresh meat to keep me interested, so, I told her the hard truth, every honest word of it. I may be a sleazy, disgusting, perverted guy, but I’m honest.
She wasn’t happy, real pissed, more than I expected her to be, and that’s when she said it, words that sealed my fate for the rest of term.
It’s not normal, I should see someone before it falls off on its own, because, that’s what happens. Then she told me not to worry, because I wear enough girls clothes at home, I’ll be able to make the transition over with little fuss.
I stood there as everyone started laughing, and all I could think about was, could that really happen?