"Am always reluctant to post one of these, one of my 'sludgo after dark' stories, especially one that makes me out to be the hero. Because I'm not. In all honesty I was crabby at the Rockstar that night. Crabby at him the next morning too. Crabby he'd messed up a big chance for me. Crabby that he seemed to have it all, everything I'd ever dreamed of, but thought he had nothing.
That said, when I climbed into bed later that evening with the Blonde she snuggled into me. Mumbled sleepily that she…"
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