Re: Coffee: Archie W/Caleb R
If he'd known what Archie was, he might have been able to explain the difference in the two of them. Archie was a predator by nature, that didn't make him an abuser, unless he was that as well. What Caleb had done, the person he'd been at the party was both abuser and predator.
It wasnt hard to see where his absuses of cocaine had turned to sex, and a lot of it with the promise of forgiveness, as though a holy man's sins were a little less sinful. They weren't. They were more and he sighed quietly before taking another sip of his coffee and letting it burn down his throat.
"There's --" he stopped, cleared his throat and shook his head. "Not between consenting adults, no. There's nothing wrong with a little fantasy." Was -- what was going on here? Caleb glanced to Archie, watching his stiff posture on the bed, the pinkness in his cheeks. Was Archie propositioning him? Forgiveness to be taken out in the flesh?
His thoughts turned to Dietre for a moment, but they'd barely had a date and here he was, in Archie's room, talking about fantasies. There was the edge of a little laugh, and Caleb shook his head. "I don't know about that."