Amani
I glanced over at Josiah and frowned. Something was wrong but he wasn’t being open about whatever it was. I had to assume that it had something to do with our new routine. The high I had been feeling all day was gone and suddenly I was worried that I had failed him. He didn’t want to masturbate with me anymore. He wanted more and I couldn’t blame him. I wanted the same thing, so maybe this was his way of talking to me about it? I forced myself to relax and I waited for him to say something.
“So, how was your day?” he questioned casually, and I sighed softly. Was I wrong? Paranoid?
“It was good,” I said as I leaned back slightly. “Yours?”
“Yeah, it was good. Zack stopped by,” he said, as he avoided any eye contact.
“What is going on, Josiah?” I asked, as I watched him closely. He
