#197607 - Why. She knew her way around a smartphone and was soon inside the messenger she knew he used and found the most recent conversation. “I’m being honest sweetie… Do you know how many times I’ve jerked off thinking of you? Mm…” Biting his lip he made to stand, to leave, too conflicted to even look at her, but as he raised himself he felt her hand at his wrist, tight like a vice, pulling him back down to the sofa with a whimpering gasp, “L-let me go…” “Alex, honey, this for your own good? You’ll never be happy until you accept who you really are…” She pressed, holding him still.