What His Girlfriend Told Me
I have a caller who begs me to tell him what his girlfriend has been up to, why she has not been having sex with him . . . why she’s been leaving home early (“for work” she says, of course), and cumming home late . .
I usually just “speculate” when it comes to what Kelsey, his girlfriend, is up to. He’d sent me pictures of her, told me all about her . . . I felt like I knew her even though we’d never met. But last night, all of that suddenly changed.
I was at a bar in a few towns I’d never been to before, drinking my usual vodka tonic. At the far end of the bar counter, I noticed a woman who looked strangely familiar. Why did she look so familiar? I spent most of an hour sorting through faces and names in my head, feeling confused yet inexplicably drawn to her. Finally, it dawned on me: she was my caller’s girlfriend I had heard so much about. It was her. It was Kelsey.
TO BE CONTINUED . . .
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