Thirty years ago today
Nancy
and I made love in the early morning but I only had half a hard-on so I had to
fantasize about a muscular blonde in leather to keep going. It's interesting
that when I have the same problem with a black woman I imagine someone of her
ancestry.
I got up late and
then walked through the extreme cold to the Niagara Cafe to eat a good and
reasonably cheap meal. After that I went to the Squeeze Club for a beer and
then took the streetcar home.
I gave Nancy the
money to buy me the first Metropass I'd purchased in a year. I wondered if it
would be worth it since I wouldn't even be using it until February 6.
Nancy came home
late.
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