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Date: 12/25/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

yourself you love peanuts when you really can’t stand them, just because you’re dating a person who likes them. You always know it’s not completely true, no matter what you say.” “So…how serious was it?” She sighed heavily. “Not very. Just regular boyfriend-girlfriend stuff.” “Like?” She looked at me suspiciously. “Do you want to ask me something?” Shit. “I’m just curious.” She stared at me levelly for a few moments before shrugging. “About as serious as Craig and I were, I guess.” A lie. Another one. I felt a hot flash at the back of my neck as I said, “Craig?” “Yeah. Heck, I might have been more serious with Craig.” “You didn’t tell Craig that you loved him.” The anger was building, rising without anything to hold it back. “No…but I didn’t have to convince myself to like Craig. At least at first.” She gave me a gamey smile. “So Craig wasn’t the worst boyfriend I’ve ever had. Imagine that.” “Yeah…” Boiling. “But I never told Craig I loved him.” “You didn’t fuck him either,” I said in a strangled voice as the last bit of rational thought in my brain tried to kick in and prevent the words from leaving my mouth. No use. Kayla’s attention snapped fully on me and her face took on the exact same look that I must have had when I had read that message from Jeff. She had been leaning against the bedside table but now her butt slid on it and she had to catch herself, still staring at me in horror. I immediately regretted saying it and started thinking desperately for a way to take ... it back. My mind broke free of the chains those three words had bound it in and began cycling through all possible options of explanation but…I couldn’t think properly. My mind couldn’t focus on anything. All I could see clearly was Kayla’s horrified expression and realizing that we were potentially entering an area even worse than when I had told her I kissed Tara. What the hell do I do… “I didn’t what?” Kayla said quietly, an emotion in her voice but too bedded down to make itself clear. What do I do? Try to deny it? Cop to it? Her question seemed more rhetorical, meaning she knew damn well what I had said. Shit. I’m boned no matter which way I chose so…might as well bite the bullet: “You didn’t have sex with Craig. That was the other big difference between him and Jeff.” Kayla looked at her phone again, her face slowly twisting itself into a gruesome and heartbreaking mixture of anger and hurt. “You didn’t just read the new messages, did you?” she asked quietly. I sighed. “No.” “You went back through.” “Yes, I did.” Then, before I could stop myself: “Why did you lie to me?” Her breath caught in her throat. “I never said I didn’t have sex with him.” The anger flared back up. “The first time we had sex, you said you had broken your own hymen a couple of weeks before. So unless he’s so small he couldn’t get to it when you fucked him…” She winced when I said ‘fucked’ and I realized I was going too far. How do I pull back? How do I stop? Why the hell isn’t my brain working? ...