“

He yawned theatrically, making a little sound and stretching out his arms above his shoulders so I’d see his flexed biceps and his cute underarm hair. The kid was definitely flirting with me. Sitting there at the side of the pool, I wasn’t sure what to do next. I took off my tank top.

“

No, it wasn’t just sex. Hell, I see a hundred better-looking guys every day. There was something between us; it hit me like a sneak punch when I first looked into his eyes.

“

I saw only one person whom I was attracted to: a beautiful kid, about 18 or 19, slim, with curly dark hair, who was wearing a yellow Le Petit Prince T-shirt and cutoff jeans with sneakers and no socks.

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A kid about 19 in a leather jacket passed by and asked us if we had a light. After we said no, he kept walking but looked back. “I thought he was going to mug us,” I said. “No,” Elihu said, “I think he was cruising you.”

“

Adam and I did all of the usual stuff, short of actually having sex. None of it was noteworthy, except for the twenty minutes that I spent simply sucking on his fingers (because apparently that’s a thing that people are into now).