I hate going out with her. Especially over to her friends. She never seems to like what I wear. Its never sexy enough. She almost always makes me change. Always into something more revealing. Then its like she parades me around. Showing me off. Grabbing my ass. Holding onto me. Like she owns me or something. Its so fucking embarrassing. I tell her to stop. But she only stops for that moment. The next night its the same thing. Thankfully its only in front of her friends. Not out in public.

Her friends. Some of them creep me out. They stare at me like Im a piece of meat. I dont like them touching me. Or greeting me with a kiss. I dont know them. I dont want to kiss them. Julie doesnt do anything. She knows that I dont like it. But she thinks Im being petty. So she ignores it.

She really needs to pay attention. Some of her friends are snakes. They go behind her back. Prey on me while shes not looking. Most are subtle. But a few out there are truly insane. They cant take no for an answer. Ive been kissed. Groped. Almost fucked. They always seem to strike when Im intoxicated.

Like yesterday in the bathroom. The door was open. But Bonnie was in there fixing her face. She said it was okay. So I went inside. She closed the door. Then turned around to face me. She said something about privacy. Then lowered herself to her knees. Pushed my skirt up. I wasnt wearing panties. She suctioned her mouth to my crotch. It happened so fast. She was so forceful. She wouldnt stop sucking. So I peed in her mouth. It was the only way to make her stop.

I dont know. This thing with Julie doesnt seem to be working. Too many things are fucked. Im not the right person for her.