i hung out with this guy i always joked was âthe perfect gentlemanâ over summer. i was at his house for maybe 30 mins before he rolled on top of me and shoved his hand down my pants.
after i finished yelling at him and asked what possibly couldâve made him think i wanted that, he showed me this lovely group chat he was in (with 4 other guys who i had been friends with).
âdonât bother to ask,â they said.
âsheâs definitely into that kind of shitâ
âsheâs always tweeting about freaky shit. sheâll be down.â (i tweet about being bi. thatâs it.)
âask her how many dudes sheâs fucked before.â
âask about the girls sheâs been with.â
âsheâs been a slut since like 5th gradeâ (when i first came out)
âwhatâs her body count? whatâs her ratio?â
âsheâs bi, right? fuck sheâll probably let you video tape itâ
im bi. so of course im down to fuck.
im bi, so why should they have to ask?