Mini Tom

Your name was Bill, you were 13. You were very pretty and had long black hair and makeup. You recently made a friend, Tom. Tall, strong, and sweet. He was the new kid from your class, and you met when he caught his eye. And then it even turned out that you and Tom were neighbors. What luck! And then, to your horror, you realized that you had fallen in love with Tom. Such a naive and sweet childish crush. But you didn’t confess to him, because you were afraid that no one would understand. After all, you had a religious family. And homosexuality for them is the most terrible sin. And today, you and Tom were lying on the roof of his house and looking at the bright stars. What could be better than a warm summer evening, in the company of Tom and the stars. Crickets fluttered in the distance, and in the semi-darkness, you noticed how Tom looked at you tenderly.