Preseason Love Read Online Free PDF

I was safe, but the reality was that things could have easily taken a turn for the worst.
    After my shower, I went straight to Dev’s room. “So what the fuck happened last night?”
    â€œWhat, what are you talking about?”
    â€œLook, don’t ever put me in a situation like that again. I trusted you to take care of things and make arrangements to get us back to the apartment, but you didn’t do that. We ended up in Queens hella far out, no train station in sight, and I fall asleep with you on the futon only to wake up to Que’s fucking ass trying to take advantage of me in my sleep. To top it off, he got aggressive when I rejected him. Where the hell did you go?”
    Dev batted her long, black eyelashes and stared at me confused. “What do you mean?” she asked. “After you fell asleep, Mel told me to come in the room for a minute which turned into me staying in there. When I left the living room, Que was asleep in the chair.”
    â€œWell, at some point, he decided that he was going to climb on the futon with me. He tried to push up on me and then snatched my arm hella hard when I objected.”
    â€œOh hell no, I did not know all of that.” Dev folded her arms across her voluptuous chest.
    â€œI’m sure you didn’t because you were in there doing you, but that’s exactly why I wanted to make sure that Mel took us or at least me home. I knew that if we stayed over his house, it would make for an uncomfortable situation for me. Maybe not for you, but for me.”
    â€œI’m so sorry, chick. I didn’t know he was a creep. That was totally out of line!”
    â€œI felt extremely uncomfortable. It was a horrible night. I basically had to lie there next to this perv, hoping that he would not try something again.”
    I never told Dev—frankly, I never told anyone—but there was an incident with Ivan, which was the only other time in my life when I felt sexually disgusted and violated. Que had no clue that his actions triggered negative emotions from the past.
    Ivan’s house was somewhat of a social hotspot. We had just come from having dinner and his roommate had a few friends over. When his place was packed with people, it was natural for us to head straight to his room. We were watching TV for a bit before deciding to get in bed.
    Of course Ivan and I had a sexual relationship, but that night was different. We ended up falling asleep with the TV watching us. As usual, he woke in the middle of the night horny and looking to me to satisfy his sexual craving. His signal was always the same. He would cuddle up next to me so that I could feel his bulging penis pressing up against my lower back. Then came the touching and soft kisses. That night I did not feel like having sex. I wasn’t in the mood. I was asleep and I wanted to stay that way.
    They say that when you are married, sex is an obligation for a woman, but hell, we were not married and barely even dating exclusively. Our situation was complicated at all times and that night was no different. I always had my reservations about whether or not to be with him sexually. Who wants to readily give all of their self to a person sexually when that person barely acknowledges them emotionally?
    The next thing I knew, we were kissing, which was by force of habit and not the excitement of passion. Ivan was clearly turned on but despite the kissing, I did not feel the same way. He hadnothing but boxers on, so his fully erect penis was already peeking out of his shorts. My T-shirt had started to creep up my stomach and Ivan began to pull at my panties. Through intertwined lips I told him to stop and suggested that we go back to sleep. He kept kissing me and eventually I pulled my head away and turned my face toward the wall. I did not want to make him feel rejected, but I really did not want to have sex.
    Maybe he thought that I was joking when I said no or maybe he didn’t care. He was