The Ugly Truth

After class, Dakota and I walked together. We decided to eat lunch together. As we walked into the dining hall, I spotted Travis with some of his friends. A few of the devious girls were hanging around him. One was being obvious as she stroked his muscled arms and was making clear signs of desiring to mate later on. Everything I would have done myself to any Damien and every other guy I knew in my old school. As I looked at them, I saw myself. I never realized until now what a slut I was back in my pack. Seeing these girls and how they were acting towards Travis gave me a dose of reality. My father was right, I was a whore, I just never saw it. I thought back to the drinking, the parties, the threesomes, to Damien claiming me and myself pushing him away countlessly only to try and pursue a different guy. All the disrespectful flirting I did. I knew for a while Damien was mine. The night we had the threesome. Damien was right, it did become most me and him with Tyson watching because,