hinking about him constantly, dreaming about him, longing for him.One afternoon, as they sat together in the courtyard, Ava's resolve crumbled. Oliver was laughing at something she'd said, his

er looked stunned, his eyes wide with shock and confusion."Ava, I... I'm gay,"he whispered, his voice t

's smile was so genuine, so hopeful, that he couldn't say no."Okay,"he agreed, his heart fluttering nervously.That evening, Oliver found himself at Ava's house, the streets quiet and empty. Ava greeted him with a hug, her body warm and inviting. They settled on the couch, a bowl of popcor

trailed kisses down his neck, her lips hot and insistent.Without warning, Ava pushed him back against the couch and sank to her knees. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire, before unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants. Oliver gasped as she took him into her mouth,

t. He circled her clit, sucking gently, as Ava moaned and ground herself against his face.He slipped a finger inside her, then another, curling them upward to hit that sweet spot. Ava's breathing grew ragged, her thighs trembling around his head. Oliver felt her muscles tens

realizing he had betrayed his own identity.He gently pushed Ava off him, his expression serious."Ava, stop,"he said firmly, his voice shaking slightly."I can't do this.I'm gay. Ishouldn't ha

, an idea struck her.If Oliver was gay, then she needed to find him a partner, someone who could make him happy.She started researching, reaching out to LGBTQ+ communities online, asking around at school.It was a long shot, but she was determined.One evening, as she was scrolling throu