I push the memory of Reanna and the alley from my mind. It’s been a struggle since that lapse of judgment happened, waking up with a tent in my sheets, the echo of her moans in my memory. I’ve been in relationships before, but this feels like obsession. I’m not sure how I’m going to finish the semester. You and I are adults. That’s all that matters… Her words torment me. It’s not all that matters. My reputation matters, the school matters, my position.
