This blond reminds me of a date with a boy in America. My family and I were on an island in the summer. He was our neighbor and I met him in the parking lot. I thought he was enjoying the trip with his father. I welcomed him and the second relationship with him began to grow stronger and we began to chat. I asked him about his father. He laughed out loud and said, "Not my father." I said, "Who is your uncle or grandfather?" He said, "No, no." He started asking me about my opinion on homosexuality and I kept giving him positive answers. Unfortunately, my country persecutes them. The next day, we became friends and he told me that the one with him was not his father but his lover, who is in his fifties. He sent a message the next day saying, "What do you think about going to the cinema?" I accepted the invitation. When we met, he said, "I want to invite you to his apartment." I was surprised and laughed. He said, "You do this in your country." I said, "We are far away. You told me that you live in Los Angeles. How can you have an apartment in Miami?" He said, "No problem. We will not stay long. We will go to the bar and then to the apartment." We went. After that, we returned to the apartment, far from our families. I see. The blond takes off his ring and excites me more. He said, “I will make you gay.” He started kissing.
