Monday 4 April 2011
Sunny April
Its been awhile. Life has been busy and I am living my life. He is still hovering around with occasional text messages and some phone calls. No more email exchanges.
He has been trying to find information and rope me back into his vicious circle. I found myself, unmoved, other than some sympathetic feeling that he is unable to sustain an errection. I firmly believe that he is trying to rope me in, because he reckons that I am the answer to his inability to perform. He kept asking me about my sex life. I refused to be drawn into it. If he text me, I reply. He sounds desparate these days, hanging on, desparately hanging on.
Its his life. I am free. I am happy.
He has been trying to find information and rope me back into his vicious circle. I found myself, unmoved, other than some sympathetic feeling that he is unable to sustain an errection. I firmly believe that he is trying to rope me in, because he reckons that I am the answer to his inability to perform. He kept asking me about my sex life. I refused to be drawn into it. If he text me, I reply. He sounds desparate these days, hanging on, desparately hanging on.
Its his life. I am free. I am happy.
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