“Living With My Brother”
“I live in the city. I don’t make enough money at my job, so I had to move in with someone. It just so happen to be with my older brother. He was six years older than me, and I really didn’t know him, growing up, because he WAS six years older. It was all good. He was happy that his kid sister was moving in with him. He had a girlfriend, and I don’t think she liked me very much, and I don’t know why. For those first two months, we really got to know each other. I was dating a guy from the city. Even though my brother and I had significant others, and crazy schedules, we always saw each other at night, when we got home from our long days. His name was Jeff. Jeff was 27. I just turned 21.
Now, that I really think about it, his girlfriend didn’t like me. I could tell. My boyfriend didn’t like Jeff, he could tell. I don’t know what it was, but I tried to compare my boyfriends to Jeff. He was built perfect. Tall. Handsome. Muscular. Jeff was in his prime. He had a confidence about him. Being honest, he turned me on.