At that time, we washed our undergarments separately and wore our pajamas neatly every night. We had never been so bold. Our most intimate contact was when Colin kissed my forehead and said good night before bed.
We once got excited and nearly lost our virginities. As I was so frightened, I burst into tears. Colin gave up the following steps and returned to his room unpleasantly.
Later, I got up to go to the bathroom and found him attempting to calm himself down. I felt so embarrassed that I almost wanted to knock myself out on the spot.
Colin told me once a long time later that he admired himself for his tolerance. He had almost decided to swim in the winter to soothe his urges. His fingers were also bent from exhaustion.
His words made me laugh so hard that I nearly choked. It was normal that the fingers bent. It would be frightening if they always remained straight.
As a result, he was so pissed off that he shoved me onto the bed and tickled me in various ways. I was tired and couldn't get out of bed all day.
"Do you want to see how I put on my underwear?" Colin pretended to lift the sheet. I got grumpy and dashed into the bathroom.
I lay against the bathroom's corner, letting the cold wall tiles chill my burning cheeks and calm me down.
Despite my repeated reminders not to overthink, Colin's well-defined muscles appeared alive and spinning ceaselessly in my mind.
I tried to forget that scene, but I couldn't. What should I do?
After a while, his teasing voice sounded again, "Do you want to watch me in the toilet instead?"
I didn't! What a jerk. Couldn't he let me stay in a place to calm myself?
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