The start of the week and the end of the semester I wound up at a bar and decided to kill off all of my brain cells that I have earned and I did good. I also met a guy who was young (19), good looking, smart, kind, nicely built, the wrestling coach at UNO and a full ride to Crighton, with a nice ass, and who is (greatest point) open -but isn’t fem or a whore, named Ross. He just likes 40 year old guys: damn! My friend recommended him to me because he was looking to move out and I had and lets just say i now have room open. I can only image the problems this would cause. I know better and the dramas of the situation… but I don’t know how to say keep your muscular, well toned body out of my apartment. *sigh*
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