Chapter 81 Gssp

• Dave wanted me to lust after him. That was certain. Did he want me to love him? Maybe. Did he want me to love Keith? I could say with absolute certainty that he didn't. Maybe the virgin question was Dave's way of asking if Keith had fucked me. But Dave seemed to accept the situation. I wondered again why I loved Keith. Dave was making a very real effort to meeting my sexual needs. Keith was busy meeting Amber's sexual needs. I sighed. But Dave disappeared, too. I had no idea what he was doing when he didn't answer his door. I knew exactly where Keith was. I even had Amber's phone number. If they were both dating women, weren't they equally unavailable? No. Dave was thinking about feeding me his semen. That was truly remarkable. I was lucky to have Dave.
• As I sat there on my bed, waiting for Dave to come back, it occurred to me that he had already decided to do it. He had a weird condition to it---that I was a virgin, and I met the condition. So why was he going to the store? Was it to buy a condom? Could that be it? Was he more likely to fuck me if I was a virgin? Maybe he was worried about catching some disease transmitted during sex. He was human. He had to worry about things like that.
• Dave came back out of breath. He'd been running. It made him smell even better. He had a plastic grocery sack. He pulled out foam cups and---a turkey baster. Of all the things he might have wanted from the store, a turkey baster seemed least likely.