Again I felt guilty, not guilty for what I was doing–or what I was about to do–but guilty because I really wasn’t guilty for doing what I was doing with Jason. Porn “Came to see Brandon,” Jason said. He smiled, a very seductive smile that caused excitement to ripple along my skin. “I knew we could get you to stay,” Chris said smugly, still grinning. “Bye, Brandon,” Jason said and got into his car. I could feel my skin heat up. “How come?”
“`Cause I’m…” I didn’t want to finish what I was about to say, and I was partway hoping that Jason wouldn’t ask me to finish what I was about to say,
“You’re what?” Jason questioned.
