One boy, tall and slender warned me to stop dancing more and urged me to go home. He said he would give me a life in his car. I followed him and he drove but his homeward. He told me that I needed a little bit rest and added that I had been reeling. But I was reluctant since I did not want to get screwed up going with him in that dark night.
(Edited erotic story telling of events)
But I am afraid after all this and my parents gave me a funny look getting me with that stranger. But this is something one of my lifetime's moment of ecstasy. I do not care about my infidelity. After all my life is mine alone and I cannot compromise my joys with anything. It seems too soon for me to flirt with someone new and yet I was fully not responsible for all that.
Am I an infidel, a ?
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