I was a happy person on that day when i came back to my single room apartment. Well, after the incident i had when i was 18yo with those older guys at... the lodge room, i was quite fascinated by the attention i receive especially from the older males, but i never dared to respond to anyone’s moves even though i would masturbate fantasizing about such encounters.My landlord was an old man in 60’s and i was more than sure that he had some “genuine” interest in me. I could see that whenever i go to. Alex wanted to be a stay home mom, and she insisted that we stay home together.Dana never recovered from the incident. A few months after it happened, I was called to a nearby psychiatric hospital to visit with her. Her doctor said that seeing me might help her with her problem. I was expecting her to be either very apologetic and contrite, or evil and bitchy. I was quite surprised to find neither. First the doctor wanted me to go in alone so Alex just stood outside by the door."Hi Dana," I. Then I had an idea so I whispered, “Bec, not that way. There’s only more rooms that way. Follow me.”Then I grabbed Bec’s hand and we crept over behind the couches. By crouching down and ducking across the gaps somehow we made it to the other side without being detected. We worked our way along the wall and then I pulled her through the open door of the nearest bathroom.I carefully closed the door before hitting the light button so the bathroom went from dim to bright in an instant. Bec was. She knew a meal and conversation was way down on the list of things he was interested in.She was in a different situation than last year; now engaged to be married whether or not to see him created a moral dilemma. Deciding to sleep on it she attempted to put him out of her mind; it was impossible. Waking up every few hours it wasn't until she masturbated that she was able to get some rest. On awakening, she once again began to ruminate on every aspect of what seeing him meant.Having dated.