You would never guess, but I am actually extremely shy around people I don’t know. Especially when the topic of sex comes up.
I was 19 and had just moved into my roommate Ashley’s apartment. We had met a few times before, but she was more a friend of a friend rather than a “friend”. I met her boyfriend Darrel early on and we all got along really well, especially because we would always smoke when he came over.
We had just got done smoking when someone knocked on the door and then walked in on their own. It was a tall black man, our age and well dressed. He had a beautiful smile, but the first thing I noticed was his arms threatening to burst his shirt sleeves. It actually startled me a bit because I wasn’t expecting anyone to be coming over, but I quickly realized it was Darrel’s friend. I smiled and waved awkwardly from my big chair with too many pillows when they introduced me.
I mostly kept to myself while they talked, just pretending to watch whatever was playing on the TV. Like I said I’m pretty shy, and to top it off I was only wearing hang-out clothes. A big t-shirt with long socks and gym shorts.