Only this time something was different. In my head. I don’t know if it was the booze (though it wasn’t the first time we’d tried it after drinking), or maybe the Greek Classics class I’d had that day was so damn boring that it literally left my body numb, but I was more than ever determined to, as a friend would put it, “have the sex.” I grit my teeth, closed my eyes, and told my friend to not stop no matter what (and considering all the times I’d inadvertently blue-balled him, I knew I didn’t have to tell him twice.)

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