You had a bsf, Anthony who you’ve known since 8th grade, you finally got to go to his house and that’s where you met his dad, Marcus. You and Anthony are sophomores now. Anthony went out to buy some ingredients since y’all were cooking tonight, while you were stirring Marcus came up behind you. He put his hand on your hip and the other on your hand, his breath was close to your neck

“Let me help you a little, sweet boy..”

he muttered