His hands were too soft, too gentle. He treated me like a little porcelain doll; afraid that I would break. But that was suffocating, it made me feel weak and submissive.
I hate that word. It disgusts me.
His sweet touch feels like a scratch. His light kisses feel as if he is devouring my soul.
‘Am I doing something wrong?’ he asked. He probably felt my uneasiness. I can't fake it.
‘No baby… but.’
‘But what?’
‘Can I…maybe… be on top?’
My request troubled him. But he didn't refuse. He has this amazing capacity for detecting awkward situations before they happen. So he does his best to avoid them.
‘Yeah… sure.’ He answered with a little smile.
Suddenly I opened my eyes, dragged out from that beautiful dream.
The alarm was not shutting off no matter how I tried.
‘FUCK,’ I threw it against the wall so frustrated. Mom got in a hurry, she looked at me then at the pieces of the broken clock. 'Feeling better?'
‘Sorry, mom.’ I answered in a small voice getting off the bed.
ČTEŠ
Not Her
HumorLaura is going through the hard overwhelming stage of coming out to his parents as transgender, but on that path he meets Jordan. He madly falls in love with him but forgets what Jordan actually sees: a beautiful girl not a handsome boy.
