I'm a freshman in high school but we weren't going because of the covid-19. Everything was on virtual classes. My parents had allowed me to go to one of

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I’m a freshman in high school but we weren’t going because of the covid-19. Everything was on virtual classes. My parents had allowed me to go to one of my close friends house some just to get out. Her mom works so when I go over it’s just she and I. Last week I went over and while i was there her boyfriend and one of his black friends slipped over. I’d kissed a black guy but since she and her boyfriend were kissing and hugging I started snuggling on the couch with him. After a few minutes he kissed me so we started kissing a lot. Then my friend and her boyfriend disappeared so I knew they were going to make out since she had told me they had s**. As soon as the guy I was with realized they were gone he started coming on a little more. I had never done more than kiss guys but soon he was playing with my t*** which got me pretty excited so when he laid me down on the sofa I didn’t say anything. We kept kissing then he reached down took his other hand touching my private place. He would rub it then move his hand then do it some more getting me so excited I was squirming. When he pulled my p****** to the side I thought he was going to play with me but somehow he had managed to get his p**** out so he started pushing it in me. I yelled “Oh no I’ve never down that.” He just told me I’d be ok so I ask him to at least use a condom. By that time it was getting me really excited so I kinda relaxed and asked him to pull out before he did anything. Almost immediately he let go in me. I yelled “Holy s***….oh my god why did you do that to me?” About that time my friend and her boyfriend came back. The guy pulled out of me so she saw he had not used a condom. She asked him why he would do that to me when I was a virgin so he just told her I had really wanted it. Later she called her older sister telling her what had happened. She went to the drug store and got me the morning after pill to take so I wouldn’t get pregnant.

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I have been living in my coworker’s attic for four months, and what started as pure survival has turned into a terrifying, secret love. I initially slipped inside through his unlocked side door out of desperation after losing my apartment, learning to navigate the quiet rhythms of his life only when he left for work. But lately, my isolation has morphed into a deep, agonizing intimacy; I find myself listening to the soft acoustic guitar melodies he plays at midnight, touching the books he leaves on the coffee table, and smelling the faint scent of his cologne on the towels. It grew even more intense when he started leaving a fresh plate of dinner on the kitchen counter every night before bed, whispering into the dark, “Just in case you’re hungry, spirit.” Yesterday, I accidentally dropped a mug in the kitchen, and when he rushed into the room, the raw, frantic terror in his eyes wasn’t for his own safety—it was for mine. I am utterly terrified to come down and face reality, but as I watch him from the shadows, I realize I am even more terrified of ever having to leave him.

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