What follows below is fiction. It is a fantasy of mine that I just need to get out there. Hope you enjoy it. Feel free to message me if you like it. I am 25 years old.
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My name is Rachel. I was 19 when I met this guy my age at a church gathering. He introduced himself to me and I made small talk with him. His name was Mark. He was nice enough, but I didn’t really look at him in a sexual way. Every time we saw each other, we’d talk a bit. At some point, one of his friends would often say hi to us while we were talking. Then there would be a different friend. It seemed like he had a whole group of friends; he seemed popular and friendly and I began to take a liking to him.