Who was that mysterious man Tracey met?
Where we last left off..
he stood in front of me and held out his hand, and was about to introduce himself when…
Tanya can running through the door with Kaylidge.
“I found your heels!” shouted Tanya as Kaylidge came rushing in with flowers. What was everyone about, I only got hit in the head with a Frisbee, but then I saw it. These girls were more curious as to who this gorgeous man was before me, and the funny thing is…I’ve seen him somewhere before. He looked so familiar, but I couldn’t quite figure out who he was.
I sat up and thanks Kaylidge for the flowers, and was so happy to finally get my Amy heels because my feet felt so naked in this room, especially with him around.
Mysterious man took a deep breath and said, “Like I was about to say, let me introduce myself.” He said with his rich, sexy accent mmm.
“My name is Patrick Southe.”
OH MY GOD!” Yelled Tanya, “You’re that that guy, that porn star. Yeah now I recognize you.”
“Wait, who?” Said Kaylidge
“You remember uhm what’s it called, the one we saw at the sex shope,” said Tanya
“Police Fuckademy!!?” screamed Kaylidge
And I was mortified. Things couldn’t have gotten worse. Not only were my friends discussing the pornographic film history of this gorgeous man, but that fact that he was a porn star had me thinking in two parts.
The plus on one side was that he’d be able to please me in any way possible rawr.
The minus….he was a PORN star! I wouldn’t trust my phunanni in that area, but what was I to do, I’d fallen smitten with the man ever since his Frisbee hit me.
Kaylidge and Tanya were getting autographs when I told them that I’d been feeling much better and wanted to head home.
I came home in a relief from such a day to find the Frisbee in my purse, along with his number written on the back. He even wrote his number exotically. It was that moment I got an IM from Nathan, shit I forgot about him. I’d have to put my plot on hold for a bit.
Bobby had been on my mind too, but I never heard from him, so I assumed it must have a great deal to do with why he had to rush home to quickly, but I was beginning to feel that all these men were slowly fading away from my life, and Patrick Southe was moving right in, but could I really be with someone who had sex with other people as a career choice?
I grabbed the phone contemplating on calling him, but I just don’t know if I could do it. I mean after ending a relationship recently, breaking a heart recently, semi-seeing someone, and plotting a revenge I just didn’t know where I’d be able to fit “Porn star” under all this chaos.
I stared at my phone and held down the power key. I think today I was better off not talking to anyone. I went on my computer to shut it down when…
See what crazy crap ends up happening to Tracy Tomorrow night
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