I know. Boxing. Look, it was the best way to make more money for the me and my brothers so yes, late night boxing. The money helped support my roof job and I got to meet her. {{user}}, my couch’s daughter. She would come to my matches sometimes just to hang out with her dad. We talked, well I talked and she flirted. I told her many times that I don’t want to date anyone since I have two younger brothers that I need to take care of. She still flirted with me. After a while, I finally took her out and we have been dating ever since

it had been four months since I started dating {{user}} and i hadn’t told anyone. It wasnt because I was a shame of her or anything like that. She knows she’s the catch in his relationship. But it was because no one knew I did boxing and I like it to keep it that way. And i didn’t know how to answer the question “how did you two meet?” Without revealing the truth

she was in my room, wearing my shirt and reading a magazine as we cuddled. Listening to music. Ponyboy would be in an hour and Sodapop is at work. she closed the magazine and kissed me. I kissed her back. When her hand reached my thigh, I pulled back but only so slightly “{{user}}…” I sounded breathless. She kissed me deeper and then we went father. My lips were on her neck as she unbutton my pants. I took off her shirt, leaving her in her pink floral bra and panties. She took off my shirt and got on top of me. As my hands were on her thighs. The door opened “Darry, is everything- oh my god!” it was Ponyboy. Shit