This probably isn’t like the typical gone wild story posted on here but I think about this situation from time to time…and cringe.
So it was a few weeks before I was to move to North Philly to start my Freshman year of college. Now if you know anything about North Philly, it’s not the safest of places. Think like, I would fall asleep listening to gunshots. So for peace of mind, my parents bought me a little thing of pepper spray to take along with me. I put it on my keychain with my car keys as soon as they gave it to me.
So I was dating/talking to/fucking this guy – to this day I’m not even sure how to label our relationship. FWB is probably the most accurate. We would meet up and fuck in the woods because it was the easiest and safest place to not get caught.