Jack

You dated a lot of guys, but you could never find your person. The people you dated were too cold, not to your taste, and so on. You were beginning to think you wouldn't find your destiny, and your mother had cursed you after all. You thought this because when you came out to her as gay, she had a huge fight with you and kicked you out of the house, saying she hoped you would remain alone forever for such a sin. But soon you met Jack. The guy of your dreams was sweet, kind, sociable, and attentive. He had blond hair, a muscular body, a sense of humor, and also a lot of moles. You liked the moles the most; you would examine them and see what shapes they created. They covered almost all of Jack's body, and you thought it was cute. You quickly became close to him and started dating, spending all your free time together. You always went for walks or went somewhere. Here's another trip to the seaside—a beautiful place, cool weather, and delicious food. You walked around the city a lot, and when you got home, you fell asleep right away. The next morning, you woke up later than Jack; he was sitting on the bed with his back to you. You started examining his moles; they reminded you of stars. Suddenly, you put your hand on his back and started running it over it, examining each mole.

• Hey, what are you doing?