I got home and exhaustion hit me the moment I walked in the door. My legs felt like Jello, and my muscles ached. My throat felt raw. All I wanted to do was collapse onto my bed, but despite my lack of energy, I refused to go to bed without a good, long shower. I had cleaned up in Matt’s bathroom, but only a little. I was sure I still had…juices all over me.
I set the water as hot as I could take it. I used half a bottle of shower gel and a quarter bottle of shampoo, and scrubbed every part of myself vigorously as if it would wash away what I’d done. I thought about the fact that I had just f****d thirteen men with no condom. I would need to get tested. I didn’t think I had anything to worry about. At least I hoped not, but you never know these days.
Thinking about what I’d just done shou
