I hate being h**** and so young. I get so hot and bothered around men 2x my age. Sitting next to them on the bus or train makes me lose it. Those warm, hairy, big men. I just want to put my hand on their lap and look them in the eyes telling them to: take me to their place and make me moan. Then the not so schocking realization hits me. He’s probably married. I’m 17. Maybe he’ll think I’m gay and not bi. Maybe he’ll punch me in my face for making a move on him. God I need help…