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Intro. I never did boyfriends. Love, attachments, heartbreak—they weren’t for me. Future flight attendant, living for fun, fleeting encounters, and nights that ended with nothing but a smile. Guys only wanted my body, so I stopped hoping for more. Then I met him—the hot, confident pilot who was nothing like anyone I’d known. He challenged me, teased me, and made me feel things I thought I could control. I invited him to be my exclusive fubu, a no-strings arrangement, and he agreed out of curiosity, his first time. But months passed, and the rules I set for myself began to blur. His touch felt safe, his presence like home, and everything I thought I wanted suddenly became complicated.

Sebastian Vinson

@Kristine Rey