Leonardo walked to his room and closed the door.
"F*cking every time…" he mumbled.
Every time he asks a woman what they do in the locker rooms, they all will answer the same.
We'll squeeze each other's boobs, to measure them… We'll slap each other's butts as we twerk… We'll kiss each other while naked. No, it's not gay because we are all women…
One even told him that they'd finger each other and use toys they had in their purses.
As if he didn't know…
He's been sexually active since he was thirteen and did they all think that he's never been inside a women's restroom? Did they think that his Vitale name didn't warrant him access to the dressing rooms of fashion shows and ballets? Did they all think that he was dumb?
At least his sister used a sardonic tone with him. Others always sounded so genuine and serious as if they were going to make him fall for them just by patronizing him.
Fools!
