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I could barely focus as I drove to Jake’s house. I was the equivalent of a drunk frat boy because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the taste of his lips on mine and it made me uneasy. I hated feeling that way. I briefly wondered if I was doing the right thing by going to Jake but I didn’...
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