Fuck. My. Life.
My eyes narrow as I step forward. “Have you? Use a condom, Jack! Every fucking time. If I find out you don’t, I’ll cut your dick off.” I happily watch his face pale. “Don’t pressure a girl. Ever. No means no. Silence means no. Maybe means no. Drunk means no.‘We have to hurry before my Daddy gets home’means no. Only a strong yes means yes.” I poke my finger into his chest to push my point home. “Better yet, have feelings for each other first. Don’t just fuck around for fun. It’s not actually fun.”I assume.
Fuck!
I’m a virgin, giving a sex talk. How did my life get so fucking twisted? Oh, that’s right. When I kissed a girl behind a shed.
“Why don’t you talk to Bobby about this?”
He shudders dramatically. “Because he told me ages ago he’d chop my dick off.”
“Talk to him.” I poke him hard. “I mean it, kid. Talk to him.”
I skim past him and straight out the front door. I need to get the fuck out of here before someone else wants something from me.
I wish I could go back to Tina’s kitchen table. Or better yet, back to when Izzy and I were kids. I’d lay claim before life broke us, then maybe we’d be happy right now.