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Show CHRYSALIS PAGE 72 too small. The mirrors embarrass me. There are no mirrors onstage. Jennifer said, "I went to a strange party last night. Everyone was blowing grass. The men hung together and the girls hung together. I got this feeling that the men were with the men and the girls were with the girls because they preferred it that way. Anyway, I felt out of place and was ready to leave when I saw Paul, and suddenly he was telling me about his love life. He's living with a black girl and a man. Before I left, Paul reached out and kissed the man on the mouth. Then several of the other guys came in and hugged him goodnight and made flirting remarks. -I heard them. Paul flirted right back. I was shocked, but I didn't let on to him. He thinks it's quite normal. All his friends do it. He doesn't care. He only wants sex in any form. He says he still loves you, but what he has going now is what he needs. He feels you were the only girl he really loved and thinks you two could still make a go of it. He didn't tell me not to tell you." Bastard. In the immortal words of Mr. Whitesides, "I may vomit." Maybe that's the reason for the cancer. Justice. Retribution. |