I turned 18 today.

No fanfare. No celebration. Just a countdown in the back of my head.

I’m sitting alone on a park bench, watching the world move on like it always does. But for me, the world ends at midnight unless I choose someone.

One look at a bare sole. One kiss. One word of submission. That’s all it takes. Then I’m owned. Forever.

I’ve got… what, 15 hours left now?

I could stay here and wait or i could go find a someone. What should i do