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Sam took something perfect, and painted it red. I’m not going into how we split. But we split. This story is how I moved on, how I tried to forget the damage Sam caused, though not completely. You never forget completely. Life after Sam was a little difficult. I mean, how couldn’t it be, when we would be spending most of our time together in lectures, singing lessons one after the other? All a little bursa escort awkward. We, knew, things about each other. Things that not even the others that had joined us knew. I had always thought that my heart would be difficult to break, thought it would be tough… In reality, it was like poking your finger through wet tissue paper. It was around that time that the delights of Lush started bursa escort bayan to appeal to me again, see, I had decided that, since Sam and I were an item, I wouldn’t log onto Lush much. Now, I wasn’t keeping to that since she had done such a heinous thing to me. (Bitch) So I logged back in here and couldn’t remember who I talked to most, who I had made true friends with, if any. So escort bursa I thought, “Sod it, Chat Rooms.”  Of course, now I had had my first non-straight experience in my life, I felt that I couldn’t just stick to the Bedroom or the Lounge, and decided that the next best place to visit was the Ladies Room. And my, did I enjoy my first trip to the Ladies Room. Though, that is one that I won’t be sharing with you. A few more trips into the Ladies Room and I became aware that suddenly, I preferred it. The women so much more friendly there, the solidarity when a guy entered the room, the joy as he was successfully kicked… Ahhh. This was more my style.

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