Thirty years ago today
Nancy told me she
wanted to have my baby.
On my way to meet
Yvette at Sneaky Dee's on Yonge Street I stopped at the CIBC machine to get
some cash. The ATM was half closed but I thought I would try it anyway. It ate
my card and didn't give it back. It was a strange coincidence because I'd also
lost my bank card the last time I met Yvette at Sneaky Dee's.
Luckily she had a
bit of money and she'd already bought the tickets. We saw "Tie Me Up, Tie
Me Down", which reminded me of the films of Fellini in many ways. It was
amusing but not as erotic or provocative as the title suggested.
We went back to
her place and made love into the morning but she wouldn't let me go down on
her.
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