This child is addicted. It's my childhood friend. It may be a situation that every adolescent boy longs for alone in a room with a girl ... To be honest, I can't get rid of it at all. Maybe it's because I've been with him since I was a kid, but I can't feel the sex appeal. I wear spats under my skirt, and the conversation is all about off-color humor or food. However, I think that the addicted person is more calm than any male friend and is a close friend who has crossed the barrier between men and women.
