Leave It All Behind

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The terribly small camera in front of my face was loaded with photos I took of Dani. She was either covered in lace or covered in air, and as I rifled through the pictures I felt a rise between my legs.

What was happening? I wasn't like this. This wasn't normal for me. Only homos felt this way!

I took a deep breath and held it in. I couldn't go on like this. My long, red hair tumbled down my back as I left my ego behind. I stripped myself of my own stubborn self and let it all go.