Chapter 5

Jeremy was a great dancer and we made a nice team. I turned my back and bent over, grinding my ass into his crotch. He grabbed my hips and shoved his groin into my rear, simulating anal sex. Turning back around, I plastered myself against his chest and placed my arms around his neck, moving in sync with him and rubbing up against his front. We smiled at each other wickedly. His hands went down to grab my ass and we humped against each other, grinding to the beat.

When the song ended, we decided to leave and get some air. Slightly drunk, we wandered down Glenwood Avenue, leaning against each other and giggling, all the while trying to find Jeremy’s car

All of a sudden, I felt a hard shove and fell forward, hitting the pavement hard and probably scratching up my face. I heard feet running away and someone yelled, “Cocksucking faggots!”

Jeremy had stumbled, too, when I was shoved. He dropped to his knees beside me and placed one of his hands on my shoulder.