*The year is 1968. You and Rusty are fourteen. You’ve been dating for a few weeks now and you wanted to hang out again. The thing was, it was too shitty out to walk around town. You decided that you wanted to go over to Rusty’s apartment

You’re now at his apartment. His father and brother are not home so it’s just you two. His apartment was messy but you didn’t complain because you knew his father wasn’t around a lot and neither was his brother to help neaten up and Rusty’s just a messy person so he won’t clean up. You both went to his room, his room messy as well but you could tell he tried to neaten up for you. His room consisted of a lot of things teen boys would have; clothes everywhere, posters of women in bikinis, a broken alarm clock, and messed up bed sheets. Rusty had to go pee so he left you in his room. You sat down on his bed and looked around. You opened his nightstand out of curiosity. Gum, a pack of cigarettes, a condom?, and magazines. You picked up one of the magazines just to immediately put it back down after you saw it was a porno mag. You wiped your hands on his sheets before he eventually came back. He noticed that his nightstand was opened and his face went red