He would post the most lude, depraved NSFW posts.. I loved them. Some would make me shiver right to my core. Like I said, I am the girl who sits at the back of class, keeps her head down and never talks to anyone. I rarely even have conversations with my roomie here at Uni. We are the opposite of twinsies. She rarely comes back to the dorm, I never leave it.
I prefer that, because I can listen to him and do what he wants. Show him things, show off to him.. whatever makes me feel good in that moment. When I met him I lied to him, I was 18 that was true. I was not in College..
I just wanted it so bad, all I ever saw at my schools was girls kissing boys, and hearing about people having sex.. I just wanted it.
He posted one day, and I saw he was near me, then I went thought his history and the joy I found from his NSFW posts, I came for days.
I mustered up my courage and sent him awkward message after awkward message. Online I am more brave then irl. off not so much.