you met this guy:
you have been talkin for a while.
you also like fuckin’ him.
the sex is great.
things are perfect, right?
why would they be?
this is when we role play for god sakes.
one night after some of the best dinner (he cooked) and sex you ever had,
he has a confession….
he is a functioning coke head.
he says his habit is under control.
he also admits he really likes you,
and won’t bring it into your crib.
he tells you everyone has a “something”.
his something just happens to be: