Andrew. And me. Andrew and me in a, no, next to a bed and then...no. It, I was in shock. I was drunk, I was not myself and it could not...should not have happened. That was in no way okay, allowed, or appreciated. But that begs the question...who initiated? Had I made the move? Had he just taken advantage? Why can't I just forget about it? Although
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I slowly opened the door, my heart beating a million beats per second and I saw him relaxing on the bed with his arms above his head which completel caught me off guard and I flashed back to the other night when all of it happened.
I couldn't help it, recaps of him kissing me, groping me, undressing me...
""Uhh, thanks. Look Andrew, I think...I think you should go."Thats what he said to me after we....after ( ... )
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