The whole way back home I wonder if anyone can smell Yusef on me. If they do, they don’t say a word. I can still feel him against me, and It’s hard to differentiate between his cum and my own desire. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from whimpering as I recall every detail.

Never in a million years did I think that was going to happen today. I was sure he’d come out and ask what the heck I wanted. He might have even thought I requested to see him because it could’ve been something ...