Matt

 Oh look! Another Matt. He was 19 and adorable as can be. He was in college and would stay with his parents in Englewood when he was on vacation. I would go over there when his parents weren't home and do him. I really enjoyed making out with Matt, excellent kisser. He really was a good time.  We hooked up a couple times. Third time I went downtown and he finished before I got to have any fun. I was pissed and I let him know it. Looking back I was really mean to him. He wanted me to come over again and I refused to hook up with him again. He really kinda begged saying that he didn't mean to finish, it was because I was so good at it and it was an accident. And I believe him. He was a sweet guy.

But while trying to check Facebook to see how he was these days I stumbled across a page dedicated to his recovery. Apparently in 2019 he sustained a traumatic brain injury while playing basketball and required extensive therapy to regain all his functional skills. So now I feel extra shitty. Because he really was a sweet guy. I really hope he's doing well. 

Aftermath: No further contact from him after I was mean to him. I was a bitch.