the saga of the “married” man continues
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last night, i went to visit this guy who i’ve played with a few times before here. anyway, we had some fun for awhile and then i was laying there taking a break, drowsily listening to him tell me about his stalker. i only half-heard what he was saying, because i was falling asleep.
i was telling him about the guy i had seen who i was attracted to who told me he was single, etc. we compared notes. he told me where he lived and that this was the guy who had tried to kill him. at first i thought he was pulling my leg, but he told me where he lived.
i decided to drive over to the street where he said the guy lived. now you see, i hadn’t known where this guy lived, but i knew what his car looked like. so i broke out the thomas guide map and looked up the street john had mentioned, and drove over there. on nearly the last house on the left was his car. i called john back and asked him if he could remember about where on the street the guy lived. he described it for me.
i’m sorta scared at this point. i don’t think that he’s interested in doing anything like that to me, since i’ve already caught him out in lies, and he i don’t believe anything he says, and he knows it. but there is definately a creepiness to this that i don’t want in my life.
