A few were actually honest about wanting to hang out with me for protection. The guys still approached me, one after the next: some to “just be friends,” others claiming they wanted more. I was devastated when I saw him kissing someone else in the gym bathroom.Īfter that, I almost totally withdrew. But I tired of being used, and wanted real companionship, so I eventually started hanging out with just one cute little guy who seemed to have genuine affection for me.
At one point I was the “boyfriend” of six different people at the same time.
