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Better Off
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Hollyweird, FL
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![]() ![]() Dear Connie, I know the counselor said we shouldn’t contact each other during our “cooling off” period, but I couldn’t wait anymore. The day you left, I swore I’d never talk to you again but that was just the wounded little boy in me talking. Still, I never wanted to be the first one to make a move. In my fantasies, it was always you who would come crawling back to me. I guess my pride needed that. But now I see that my pride’s cost me a lot of things. I’m tired of pretending I don’t miss you. I don’t care about looking bad anymore. I don’t care who makes the first move as long as one of us does. Maybe it’s time we let our hearts speak as loudly as our hurt. This is what my heart says: “There’s no one like you, Connie. I look for you in the eyes and breasts of every woman I see, but they’re not you. They’re not even close.” Two weeks ago, I met this girl at Flamingos and brought her home with me. I don’t say this to hurt you, but just to illustrate the depth of my desperation. She was young, maybe 19; with one of those perfect bodies that only youth and maybe a childhood spent ice skating can give you. I mean, just a perfect body. Tits like you wouldn’t believe and an ass that just wouldn’t quit. Every man’s dream, right? As I sat on the couch being blown by this stunner, I thought, look at the stuff we’ve made important in our lives. It’s all so superficial. What does a perfect body mean? Does it make her better in bed? Well, in this case, yes, but you see what I’m getting at. Does it make her a better person? Does she have a better heart than my moderately attractive Connie? I doubt it. And I’d never really thought about that before. I don’t know, maybe I’m just growing up a little. Later, after I’d tossed her about a half pint of throat yogurt, I found myself thinking, “Why do I feel so drained and empty?” It wasn’t just her flawless technique or her slutty, shameless hunger, but something else. Some nagging feeling of loss. Why did it feel so incomplete? And then it hit me. It didn’t feel the same because you weren’t there to watch. Do you know what I mean? Nothing feels the same without you. Jesus, Connie, I’m just going crazy without you. And everything I do just reminds me of you. Do you remember Carol, that single mom we met at the Holiday Inn lounge last year? Well, she dropped by last week with a pan of lasagna. She said she figured I wasn’t eating right without a woman around. I didn’t know what she meant till later, but that’s not the real story. Anyway, we had a few glasses of wine and the next thing you know, we’re hanging away in our old bedroom. And this tart’s a total monster in the sack. She’s giving me everything, you know, like a real woman does when she’s not hung up about her weight, her career or whether the kids can hear us. And all of a sudden, she spots that tilting mirror on your grandmother’s old vanity. So she puts in on the floor and we straddle it, right, so we can watch ourselves. And it’s totally hot, but it makes me sad, too because I can’t help thinking “Why didn’t Connie ever put the mirror on the floor? We’ve had this old vanity for what, 14 years, and we never used it as a sex toy.” Saturday, your sister drops by with my copy of the restraining order. I mean, Vicki’s just a kid and all but she’s got a pretty good head on her shoulders and she’s been a real friend to me during this painful time. She’s given me lots of good advice about you and about women in general. She’s pulling for us to get back together. Connie, she really is. So we’re doing Jell-O shots in a hot bubble bath and talking about happier times. Here’s this teenage girl with the same DNA as you and all I can think of is how much she looked like you when you were 18. And that just about makes me cry. And then it turns out Vicky’s really into the whole anal thing, that gets me to thinking about how many times I pressured you about trying it and how that probably fueled some of the bitterness between us. But do you see how even then, when I’m thrusting inside your baby sister’s cinnamon ring, all I can do is think of you? It’s true Connie. In your heart you must know it. Don’t you think we could start over? Just wipe out all the grievances away and start fresh? I think we can. If you feel the same, please, please, please let me know. Otherwise, can you let me know where the fucking remote is? Love, Dan.
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sugar tits
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: plantation
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wow
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WSB Champion
Join Date: Feb 2008
Location: Springfield, MO
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Fucking hilarious.
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125GP Champion
Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: Worthington, OH
Moto: Empty Garage
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Lucky man....
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Wrap Yo Ass in Fiberglass
Join Date: Feb 2008
Moto: Feet
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Makes me wanna divorce.
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flyin high
Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: cali
Moto: 10speed huffy w/cards in the spokes
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hilarious
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Bored
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Sumter, SC
Moto: '01 Spirit 750
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It's a masterpiece. That's like the perfect closer too even though it's cliche.
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Like Gixxxxer But Not
Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: Dirty Jersey
Moto: 2008 ZX6R
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Even if its not real....that was kickass.
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DefenderOfTheBuelliverse
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Location: Parts Unknown
Moto: Buell XB12R
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I swear I've read this before.
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Kneedragger
Join Date: Dec 2008
Location: Parkland
Moto: 2007 GSXR 600
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I agree with marko i think i read it before 2 and there is another part to it tho. were the wife connie writes back
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