The third between us...

So I was supposed to get finally that juicy ass of E yesterday night. I'd all planned. Then in the way to his apt he revealed his other source of information about me, confirming something I had suspected all along. When he said "J", I felt the Niagara falls pouring on top of me in an icy night, not was only the sadness his memory brings, rather, that he had discussed our intimate moments with E, worst, maybe with all his friends and as consequence with the whole country.

Anyways, my adoration for J reversed and turn into hatred, and the lust for E's ass just dissipated. I won't be eating E's ass, at least for a while. Will turn instead to the other prospects not tainted by J's presence.