So I was notified that third base is oral. We did not do oral. I thought third base was vagina touching, which is what happened. That's all. Ok, now that we've cleared that up . . .
Irrelevant rambling but: I really appreciate that TO has not told me that he likes me or that I'm pretty or even that I'm hot or anything. Strangely, this is very refreshing. It allows me to keep my head clear, which is often a problem for me. Boys who tell me I'm hot or pretty are sweet, but I have to question their motives all the time. He's been a friend for a long time, and he still is. Our conversations are terribly dry and stupid, and that's perfect. With TO, I have few expectations.
Summer fling, don't mean a thing.