“Ask away” I said.
“1 Why are you in a towel?” he asked.
“Umm, we’ll come back to that one-it’s a long story” I replied, really wishing I didn’t have to tell him.
“Ok, well 2. Who’s Brad?” he asked
“The photographer, he graduates this year” I answered, then I wished I hadn’t said that-Jake didn’t look too thrilled
“He’s 18?”
“Yeah, why?”
“I dunno. I figured he’d be older. I mean he sees you naked like 3 times a week and he’s my age. Anyways, back to the towel story”
“Do I have to?”
“Yes-you do.”
I sighed, mostly to prepare myself for the retelling of the thing thing with Matt. “Sit down for this one.”
“That bad?”
I nodded, “Yup.” When I finally got comfortable in his lap, I told the whole thing, leaving out nothing. The entire time he played with my hair, (he pulled it a little when he realized what had almost happened, but other than that he seemed fine).
“Where’s this Matt guy now?”
“Upstairs. Dont go see him. Lets just leave.”
He exhaled slowly, clearly trying to control his temper. “Fine. Okay, let’s go.”