February 1, 1990

Thirty years ago today

            I worked in the boring yard again. I called Nancy a couple of times during breaks.

            I grabbed a Now Magazine on the way home and Nancy was home when I got there.

            Brenda didn’t show up and neither did Ibrahim. I listened to all of my 45s and most of my cassettes on the stereo that he’d left at my place.

            I made love to Nancy. I fucked her a long time, first in a seated position, which she found too painful at this stage and then on her back. She sure didn’t react like Brenda did. I was trying very hard to help her come because I was pretty sure she’d never had an orgasm.

            Whoops! The condom came off! I hoped she wouldn’t get pregnant.