I was in my office when I had an unexpected visitor. Manny Vasquez was someone I met in college. He was here to ask me for help. We went over his issue. Though I was swamped with the car accident case and the Davidson divorce, I couldn't tell him no. I lost touch with Manny after we graduated from college. Here he was in front of me, bringing back both a painful memory and my first gay experience. After he left, I spent some time reminiscing.
I decided to try the dating thing during my second year of college. My grades were holding at a perfect GPA. College was tougher, but it was nothing I couldn't handle. I wanted to have no distractions freshman year. When the year was over, it was on. The girl I went after, her name was Laura. She was okay looking. My friends made jokes, but she was
