…listen..this isn’t a reunion..

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blackberry buzzing like hell before my alarm clock went off..woke up rushing to fix the hot mess at work..hiked up my skirt to trace network cables…always me to the rescue..tired..wired..endless cycle

times like these i would tug his sleeve…he had a knack for putting me at ease

but i refuse to backslide..i already know the dance routine…we speak..talk dirty..trade pics…and then he goes back to his cave…only to pull me back in when it’s convenient….for him..

painted my nails fire engine red..going to wear one of my little black dresses tomorrow and see what kind of trouble i can get into 😉

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I remember that dance. At least things have stabled out a little for me. I’ve never been strong enough to stay away. He’s never been strong enough to keep away. Though, on some level, I chalk it up to the fates conspiring to keep us together. At any rate…walking away is a hard thing to do. You should be super proud of your strength. Have fun with your black dress 🙂

ryn: so wait…did you actually meet him?

ryn: o wow. I have 2. One thats the absolute love of my life, Josh…and John who I love and care for deeply in a different way. Josh I know what he looks like, and we often spoke over the computer. But i havent met either of them. Josh and I had plans, twice. Once I canceled. Once he did. And now i think we’re both hoping the 3rd time will be the charm