The White Wolf
“I’ve never had a girlfriend and feel very protective of you. I’ll be bossy if I think your safety is being jeopardized.”
“Or jealous.”
“That’s a given.”
“You dated Sandra, the blonde.”
“I had sex with Sandra. You’re the only one I have dated.”
“Ghost…”
“We have time. There is no rush to have sex. Let’s continue to get to know one another.”
“Okay.”
Ghost was good to his word. For the next couple of weeks, he did everything he listed in his dating monologue. We pushed the boundaries of sexless sex. Ghost was an expert with vibrating toys and creative positions. The more time I spent with him, the greedier I was. Uncle Harris was tolerant of Ghost, but wary about my health. During this time, I