I can feel the hand in mine, holding me tight, keeping me happy. It's not just looking at stuff, trying on clothes, buying things I don't need, it's also being free to look around at all the men walking around the mall.Īs I see some of them walking around, their arms around a woman, or holding their grand kid's hand, I put myself there in place of that woman, or that kid. Yes, I'm impatient, it's time to head to the mall and shopping is about the best thing in the world for me.
I looked out the front window of my house, waiting for my parents to get a move on. I decided to let Justin tell me, if he wanted, how he felt about the relationship in it's initial stages, at each first time. This story came about because of a suggestion from the gaydemon author F.E.
