Chapter 2: A Price for Shelter

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Sasha It was horrible because I didn’t want to admit it to myself, that I was craving my stepdad’s c**k in an unhealthy way. Mike was almost 50, and I’d developed a penchant for older men that in some ways centered around him. He and I agreed on very little, and a lot of the time we couldn’t even get along with each other. There was something so old school in the way he viewed everything, and he couldn’t even seem to see or acknowledge my point of view as far as free use. I truly believed that the whole thing was ridiculous, and I couldn’t believe we’d regressed so much as a society that something like that could pass in the first place. At the same time, it was reality and I couldn’t help thinking about it. While the act was still being voted on, I fought hard against it during the day

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