Straight to Bi
After I finished university, I struggled for a good-paying job, and money was tight. But I couldn’t face living back at home. I managed to find a room to myself in a house-share with two other guys and three women. We were mostly in our early twenties and doing various entry-level jobs. One guy, Pete, was older, about forty five. He was on a temporary assignment in our city and didn’t want the hassle of renting somewhere unfurnished. At home I had shared a bedroom with my brother and at uni I’d been in a shared room too so, even though I wasn’t alone, my own room in the house gave me some privacy for the first time in my life. That privacy, plus lots of free time away from my crummy part-time job, gave …