Honor Student
“He picked up my pants and shirt and tossed them on the bed, not looking me in the eye. I shrugged my clothes on quickly wondering what I had done wrong. He grabbed my torn panties from the floor and slid them into his dresser drawer then quickly exited the room. I finished getting dressed and followed behind him. He was at the island in the kitchen, pouring himself another shot. I walked up behind him, wrapping my hands around his waist.
“Don’t” he said quietly as he pushed my hands away. He slammed back another shot and I felt mortified.
“Did I do something wrong?” I asked, worried that he had not enjoyed himself as much as I had. That was not exactly how I had pictured my first time, but I did not regret it.
He did not answer, just stared off into the distance. “I’m going to go. I don’t live far from here.” I said, letting my voice trail off. He poured another drink, never taking his eyes off the bottle.
I slinked out of the front door, this time he did not try to stop me.
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