...and the truth is, I have no idea whether I have a right to feel that way or not.
I went out to a concert last night with a male friend from work. Dubstep, whatever it's called...and he asked me if I wanted to dance, meaning he grinds up against me. We danced that way for a while; I enjoyed it so much that I felt guilty, so I asked him if we
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