Caught in the act_(0)
My freshman year of college was a weird time for me. I was questioning who I was, was I gay? Was I straight? Maybe just curious about men? You see, I had the same girlfriend all through high school, and we were engaged the summer right after high school graduation. But still, I couldn’t shake this urge to be with men. I had messed around with my stepdad and my stepcousin quite a few times since I had turned 18, but I pretty much chalked that up as curiosity. I went to college in Arkansas, about 20 miles from home, so to save money I decided to NOT live on campus. I drove back and forth 3 days a week, worked full time in the evenings, and it left me very little time to do …