Jeremy and I were on the flight back home to San Francisco,a lot more Sexually frustrated than when we left 2 days ago. Our romantic weekend away didn't turn out like I had hoped,not at all.

Seeing Michael's face again after all this time,my mind wasn't in the right place to even contemplate having Jeremy between my legs. I told him that I was sick,but I'm not sure if he really believed me or not.

I don't know what to make of Michael being at the same hotel as Jeremy and I were,I'm cautious when it comes to him. Things didn't end well between us, so much so I had...