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I know how to act like nothing happened or I saw nothin so the day was normal as ever. But I think Eliot sensed that something was wrong so he told me to come with him to this cool place. I was thinking about a bar, a nice restaurant, the movies or the bowling alley but he took me to the red district. Then we went inside a gay strip club.. THE FUCK! does he think I'm gay or acting too gay for taste!? On second thought, I don't blame him because I never had such a good friend that I sometimes have nightmares of him leaving me for a better companion. I was just clingy or a bit obsessive because I want our relationship to last a life time like it's not that complicated universe!!?? So, he has mistaken my kindness for gayness but I forgive him and loosened up a bit while watching some nice lookin dudes grind at a pole like cave men with sticks trying to start a fire. I specially did not enjoy the smell of the place but the food was incredible so we stayed longer than necessary. We had a few drinks before a good song came along and a hot blond mess came to stage. He was spicy as fuck, yes I like puns and everyone was throwing money at him and he was smiling like it was his calling and that also made me jealous. Because I want to be that way, to feel happy about something that I must do everyday. I read on some magazines that a job, a career and a calling are all different things but I hope someone or something will just tell me what could make me happy the most so I don't have to choose. Just like that, I was allover my head when suddenly the guy on stage lifted my chin and asked me if I wanted to dance with him. I really don't know how to dance like my body has the rhythm of a rolling watermelon so I swayed my head as fast I could to say NO but he was so strong so he got on me stage within a fraction of a second. And guess what, I stayed motionless there for a good minute while he was grinding at me. Am I ok with it? NO. Am I enjoying Eliot's reaction that can't be described? MAYBE. Am I starting to like what he is doing to me? It's hard to say but I'd be lying if I said NO. I was drunk so my confidence was above average and I started reacting to his moves. I held his hips and let him do his thing. I said yeah a few times like normal people would but I didn't lean on his touch too much. I respected the performer until he changed our position and I fell on the floor facing Eliot. I believe this is what people call doggy and it was all fun and games until he grabbed my neck and acted as if he was fuckin me. The crowed enjoyed the exhibition because they were howling and hooting but Eliot's face was contorted beyond recognition, no joke, I think he was very very very angry. But I let it happened and I moaned too because WHY NOT and I just want him to know that he choose the wrong place to make fun of me. Actually, I'm not sure if what I'm writing is really what happened and how we got out of the bar was blurry to me but on the next day, I was in my room at the dorm and Eliot left a letter saying that he understood my preference and I can't go back to that bar unfortunately because he punched that guy who took advantage of me and he told me not to visit him the next few days because he has to prepare for a major exam. Major exam my ass Eliot, I know you were disgusted and it's ok, I knew this friendship will be ruined someway or another.153Please respect copyright.PENANAhnIyTmvGMc