Monday, August 18, 2008
Hi doll
Hi, doll, what are you doing? If it's all right with you, I'm going to the chess club tonight. I know it's my day off. I hope you don't mind. Good. I was up in the canyon yesterday after work. There was no one at the house but Marilyn. She asked me to give her a ride to some club where she likes the drummer. I took her up there, and when the set was over, she went into a back room with the guy. When she came out she was ready to go, so I took her home. She said she wanted to thank me by having sex. Of course, I would have gone for it, but then Tom got home. She said she was in love with Tom and couldn't fuck me with him in the house. She didn't want him to know to she screwed anyone but him. Too bad. Well, I love you. See you later. I put down the receiver in my little bungalow by the harbor in San Pedro, listened to the horns sounding in the dark, the whistles of the train on the track that passed down by the water and thought. Well, at least he's honest. I guess he'll never lie to me. I guess
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