It was the first and last time I ever acted on my same-sex attraction.
Empty beer cans and bottles lined the kitchen counter. Music played in the background as my neighbors and I danced and chatted the night away. They were probably anticipating what I’d do next. I have to admit, I was a bit of a spectacle when I got drunk. My bottle was empty and for whatever reason I was standing ––Or was I dancing?–– next to my neighbor,