Black twat

I left and did my show. People called in and asked me if I was feeling
alright. I guess the afternoon’s encounter must have made my voice sound like
I was on the edge of death.
Jill went back to school and found herself a husband. Tiffany and I
split up because she didn’t like the fact that my work was causing me to be out
at weird hours. All 3 of us kept in touch and got together from time to time,
just the three of us, for dinner, and some unusual deserts.


