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November 1, 2018 This year I've reached the epitome of adulthood, and yet I feel unfulfilled. Unlike my male counterparts, I suffer from something called the confidence gap. It has plagued women like me for far too long. Most of us graduated at the top of our class, or literally pushed ourselves off the edge of a cliff, to achieve what men can with just a snap of the finger. Now, before this turns into a feminist mashup, let me remind you that I've been told countless times by my colleagues, women and men alike, that if I were a man I'd be a threat to society. I've always excelled at anything I touch because my work ethic resembles that of the energizer bunny. I also don't take kindly to the word "no" and in my profession I don't believe it should even exist.
D E A R D I A R Y, Let’s look at a play-by-play for my first day at my new school. FIRST off my tour guide was a girl named Lindsay. She’s president of the welcome committee, a real uppity type bitch. I wasn’t trying to play into stereotypes, but she fit the bill. As soon as she saw me, I was awarded a nametag that let everyone know I was the new kid on the block. Which, by the way, didn’t phase me at all. Lindsay assumed I would be too embarrassed to keep it on, but I wanted people to see some fresh meat (wink, wink). We walked for what felt like hours; every hallway had an exit that led somewhere and numerous amounts of doors that led to nowhere. It was a maze and, if the opportunity arose, an impossible place to skip class. The last stop was my 2nd-period class, and I have six periods in total. Luckily it was a class in my favourite subject, History.
D E A R D I A R Y, Two posts back to back?? Precisely what I was thinking since the last time I wrote consistently in this diary was in the 3rd grade. It's a rough day today. So far, I've gotten my homeroom assigned, and I'm currently waiting for someone from the student body to show me around the school. I honestly don't know what these MTV Cribs style introductions are for; I know they want us to feel like we are apart of a community, but where besides movies does that happen. And it doesn't even happen in movies!
D E A R D I A R Y, After a long hiatus, I am writing to you because this is my first and last year of high school. You know me as Christian, but the rest of the realm calls me Chris nowadays. If you guessed correctly, I’m a senior in high school, and my family and I just moved to a small town in Vermont. And when I say small, I mean tiny. The population is a mere 3000 people, and it’s 2018. Needless to say, we have yet to be discovered by the rest of the world, but my parents managed to stumble upon it just fine. I have two younger siblings, Allison and Terry, who were adopted since I last wrote. Oh! And a cat named Sophia. Introductions aside, my parents moved us from Chicago when I revealed that I was gay. Now, this isn’t one of those scenarios where I always knew I was homosexual. I’ve dated and had sex with girls in the past. I just never had a woman that could meet or exceed my needs sexually. There was only one that came close; her name was Ava. She was a curly redhead with freckles from tip to toe—a bit of an androgynous but particularly dainty.
A Midsummer Wet Dream
If telepathy were a thing, Jess and I were doing it. I reached my finger inside her mouth, and the Scoville scale was off the charts. Being fed her cum must have made her feel dominated because she enjoyed it immensely. I was splitting my attention between two bodies as if I had been doing it my whole life. Lucas told us both to bend over towards the subway-tiled wall; we did. He licked his thumbprint and caressed Jess’s asshole, all while keeping his attention on me. The water crept down from his dick like candle wax. Awaiting to invade her bum hole, he brushed his dick over her cameltoe. And with no indication, Lucas was inside her. I had never met anyone that could make me forget who Harry Houdini was until I met them. They were magical. As they fucked, I kissed them both; unbeknownst to me, I could have an orgasm without being touched. I kneeled and observed his dick go in and out of her ass in so many different variations. One feature that remained constant was the clenching on display in between her legs. “I’m going to cum,” Lucas said. I was already in a position to receive; with my mouth wide open, he got a few shots on my face and mouth with still enough left over to bust a nut on Jess.
Midsummer Wet Dream
Food was no longer at the forefront, but there’s only so much fucking you can do before you run out of fuel to continue. As usual, Momofuku was packed, but it’s worth it, so we stayed. Nevertheless, there was no awkward silence between the three of us. The chemistry was mind-boggling, not just to us, but to the onlookers too. The staff seated us at the bar; I sat in the middle. We ordered a bottle of sake, all the buns one could eat, and a garlic chicken ramen for each of us. We played a game of footsies underneath the bar while we waited, and I placed my hand on both their laps. They took my hand and held it close to them as we talked about everything from our thoughts on abortion to living in Hudson Valley. " Why don’t we go to Hudson Valley tonight?. We could be back before the housewarming tomorrow." I said. “What housewarming? That’s not until next week when the furniture arrives.” Lucas declared. Jess quickly explained herself and told me she just wanted to start a conversation with me. I burst out in laughter, and Lucas texted his supervisor that he wouldn’t be able to make it tomorrow.
Midsummer Wet Dream
I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to take advantage of this ménage à trois, but I had more important things on my mind. Like, if we could all get along in a relationship or if I just wanted something with Jess. Polygamy is more common these days and it may yield some benefits; with me being bisexual. My mind was racing, and the dialogue between the three of us had stalled. This was a classic mindfuck. Everything I felt with Jess was coming back, I could feel her clit on mine even though she was a few feet away, and although this was my first time meeting Lucas I could feel his dick deep inside my soul… To initiate a brief intermission, I grabbed a bottle of water and asked them if they wanted one. "It’s important to stay hydrated,” I said. As the awkward silence wore off, I went into my bedroom to pretend to look for my phone even though I knew where it was. Once I found it, I stood behind my bedroom door to listen in on their exchange a little. Nothing groundbreaking but Lucas did ask Jess how the sex was between us.She was glowing and grinning from ear to ear, which was nice to see. I walked back out and mentioned grabbing something to eat.
Midsummer Wet Dream
What’s strange is she didn’t appear bothered by his question, instead Jess seemed to welcome his curiosity. I tried my best to act like I didn’t glance at their conversation, but I’m terrible with that. Anytime I’m upset, confused, etc. it shows all over my face. It’s just not in my character to deal with bullshit. Fortunately, she was quick to pick up on my facial expressions, and I didn’t have to think about the possibility of scaring her off with a brief interrogation. “I think I should tell you this now, so there’s no confusion. And maybe you’ll feel a little better about it… His name is Lucas. He’s my roommate.” she said. “Not boyfriend,” I replied. After a surge of hysterical laughter, she shook her head no. Lucas was her bisexual roommate but according to the landlord he was her boyfriend. A white lie was told because of previous experiences she had while apartment hunting. I thought to myself; it’s unbelievable to think that in the year 2020 you have to hide your sexual orientation, even though it’s illegal to discriminate on the basis of anything these days. And I mean it should be this way, everyone has a right to believe what they believe and be who they know themselves to be. “You can meet him tonight if you like?” Jess responded.