Lots of interesting things have happened to me here at Winston.
First that comes to my mind is the great soccer game we played together with students. Viggo and Karl joined us too. It was an exciting game, especially since Jeremy and Orlando wanted to make it even more exciting: The winners got to choose one of the losers to serve them for the rest of the day.
I have no idea what the others did, but I had a really good time with Dom. He's so cute and sweet and sexy and hot! I was suppose to be in charge, but he kind of took over. I didn't mind at all, I enjoyed it so much. The way he talked, the way he acted, it all turned me on and that was all I could think of.
But I think Dom didn't think so much of it. I let him get to me and now I think about him, I think about him often. He actually told that to me face to face. He said the words no-one wants to hear: It's not you, it's me. He's confused, which I understand completely, I just hope he would let me help him. I'm very patient and helpful, I would never pressure him to anything he doesn't want. But perhaps he just doesn't want what I want.
I hope I can help him and be his friend, so I can look at him without getting a hard on.