Then one night I had gotten to his place a while before he was going to be home.
We would fall asleep in each others arms and talk until we passed out. I had always gone for the fixer upper guys, a project of sorts.Īfter those first three weeks I had started spending almost every night at his house. Oddly enough he wasn't my usual type, John in contrast was tall, muscular and yet slender, hung link an uncut god, and perfect. We spent afternoons walking in the park, long nights in bed and everything in-between.
John and I had only been dating about three weeks however, it seemed to be a perfect start to our relationship.
