Confessions, Pt LVIII

'I used to do porn,' she says.  'No shit,' I'm thinking.  I knew it.  Her technique the night before reminded me of several porn flicks I've seen over the years.  It looks good on camera, but you know it isn't accomplishing jack.  I brought up something I thought she said the night before: did you…

Confessions, Pt. II

I can't explain my thought process over the next few days: I went from anger to sadness to pity and back full circle to pissed.  It was unreal.  Her behavior, that is.  Yes, I'm still talking about Deluded.  Once our festivities were over for the evening, I rolled over and tried to go to sleep,…