The Butterfly Effect
I completely forgot what I was doing and I pulled out continuing to listen.
My coffee shop girl gives me an annoyed look and she rushed out the bathroom stall living me behind, but I could clearly see her face when the door opened, it’s definitely her. I decided to stay back and listen a little bit more, because now I am becoming curious.
“It’s just sex, Jo, just sex! You know what you need? You need a stranger, yes trust me, you need a stranger... no names no questions asked, just plain old fashioned sex. It’s like riding a bike .. you never forget but you just to go up there”. I clenched my fists and I can feel my blood pressure rising. I can’t stay here to listen anymore. Her friend had a
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