"That night? We did it a second time, then a third. We sorta figured it out together," I confessed, remembering the urgent couplings. "We woke the next morning entwined, s**t, we were both embarrassed, didn't know what to say. We finally agreed it was a mistake...not our fault, it just happened...but that we couldn't ever do it again."
"But you did, didn't you?" Kathy asked me, a drop of my sperm still hanging from her lips.
"I wasn't going to; hell I knew it was wrong...but on the way home from school that day I bought two dozen condoms."
"Two dozen?" my doc asked with a grin.
"They didn't last long," I admitted. "We became lovers...week after week...month after month-"
"You two didn't date anyone else?" It was a question but somehow I knew my answer would be no surprise to her.
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