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09.15.07
We didn't even finish having sex that night. He had a lot to drink, I was feeling slightly ill and self-conscious.
The motel room fell silent save for intermittent nauseous groans from Brian. I left the ice bucket at the floor for him and slept in the other bed. It felt like it had to be 5 o'clock in the morning. I check my cell phone on the nightstand.
1 New Text Message.
"I miss you already"
Oh, how I wish I weren't in this motel room right now. I replied with a smiley face and fell into a deep, wonderful slumber full of dreams.
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