His mom is there.
She doesn’t say ask any questions.
Not even about the clothes.
She just says she’ll set up a room.
I want to lay with him.
But I don’t say anything.
I just follow his mom.
I lie in the bed.
She asks me if I’m alright.
I say yes.
I’m lying.
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Crossed Fingers
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