Thirty years ago today
Lorne let me off
at 14:30.
I puttered around
at home until 17:00 and then rushed to get ready for my date with Michelle,
whose real name was Melanie.
I made it to the
Squeeze Club exactly on time. Melanie was big boned as she said she was but she
was also quite beautiful. The only problem was that neither of us were very
talkative.
We went for dinner
at the Underground railroad but after we ate she felt tired. She gave me her
number and since she already had mine I would call her or she could call me.
When I got home at
around 21:30 I went straight to sleep but was later woken by a call from
Christine, the woman from Jamaica who had phoned me the night before. We talked
for quite a while.
No comments:
Post a Comment