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| ...Enters Duane. The story Now begins. Now as I sit there in a bar called the PUB, which we will visit later on in the story, Duane sits next to me. He is attractive and starts up a conversation with me. We had a wonderful night. He returned me to my hotel room and later the next day I recieved a phone call. It was him. After my return home we keept in contact. For the next 5 weeks I made trips to New Orleans on the weekends to be with him...You might be wondering what happend to Chris back in Texas. Well I told him it was over and that I was moving to New Orleans. I did not elaborate any more with him than that. I have not talked to him in a long time and am not sure what he is doing to this date. It seems wrong to do this to a person but after I moved I found out that everyhtign he had told me about his past was questionable at best. So I do not feel too bad about the situation, but I often wonder with the future outcome of my relationship with Duane why I did it. Back to the story... I soon then moved. After a year ( I am telling you the readers Digest version as you can tell) Things went bad, really bad. I ended the relationship and moved out. A month before hand I met Wendy and Jason, not the jason you meet later but Wendy's best freind. Jason and I were interested in each other but nothing came of it. On the other hand Wendy and I moved in with each other in to a basment apt we found. Terresa a long term freind of Wendy's moved in also. This seemed to be fine for the first few months but it too turned into a night mare. I was attending Tulane Univ. at the time, so most of my time was either spent at work or school. Wendy and I partying most of the time but in September after I met my current boyfreind Jason she turned estranged. Hey more to come....I am in San Diego now.- | ||||
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