He's in my bed.
The pretty blonde that had caught my eye tonight.
His eyes were blue and full of lust, and he was young looking, though he said he was twenty-one, I knew it was a lie, he could've barely passed for fifteen or sixteen, though there was this innocence, this sweetness about him, and I knew I wouldn't be able to not take advantage of him, it wasn't very often I came across this type, you sure as hell didn't find naive little virgins at Babylon.
He doesn't have to tell me that this is his first time, because I already know, he's scared and it's become obvious to me that this is the first time he's ever been with somebody, but that doesn't seem to matter as I pull out a condom, and he's just looking at me, stupidly.
"Well, go ahead. Put it on me."
He's hesitant at first, but when I lean down and kiss him on the lips, he slips it on.
He whispers, breathing softly as he looks up at me with those big blue eyes, and I ask him if he's sure he wants this, because if he doesn't, he'd better get the hell out of my bed and come back some other time because I'm fucking horny, but he doesn't say anything, he just pulls me on top of him and kisses me, and as I'm taking his virginity, I think back to the night Justin and I had met, I imagined Justin in my bed...
I could practically feel his lips against mine, and a tear streamed down my cheek.