Twitter Reconnections

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  "I am sitting here with my good friend Anne. She is a personal trainer, mother, and the new girlfriend of Elon musk. Why do you think your relationship made such a headline," Anderson asked. "Well because of our reputations. He's the billionaire CEO. I'm the cheerleader who slept with half the team under contract. Fanfiction writers couldn't have written us better," she says, can't help but smile. "So what happened in that hotel room?".

"Well, he hangs up the phone and comes back in. He's not naked completely, not sure why he has underwear on that wasn't before but, he stands in front of me. I am hugging my knees to my chest, completely naked. I'm watching the movie and he tells me he's gotta go. Part of me didn't want him to leave but the other part knew this was a one-night stand kinda deal," Anne explains. "Or thought," Anderson commented. "Yeah, ok, just cause I called you doesn't mean you get to... Never mind. Elon dresses, 'hey, how much was the room. I'll cover that bill'. No, I replied. I mean it was a hundred and fifty bucks, I could afford that," Anne continued.

"I stayed on the bed as he headed for the door. I heard a sound of hesitation and it sounded like he wanted to ask something but instead, he left. Now a time jump to 3 weeks later, I'm working and I see that Daddy Elon posted something on Twitter. It was a reply to something someone had said. 'I'm so popular strangers wanna hook up with me' it read or something like that. So I scrolled through my dm's and text 'Wow, Mr. Popular are we'. He texts back almost instantly, 'wow, she's alive. And only took three weeks to answer. Like a hoe'. I was offended and confused till I looked and saw he'd texted me the day after our hotel meet-up. I felt like an asshole," Anne recounts.

"Why. You missed a dm. Happens all the time," Anderson assures. "Yeah but this one was special. I apologize but he just laughs it off. Dude has a messed up sense of humor. I figure, while I've got him 'how was the sex',". "Wait for a minute. You asked him that straight up. To rate you in bed," Anderson asks. "I mean yeah. Why not. He more than said I wasn't what he was expecting. Whether that's good or bad, I mean 3 years later. We talk on Twitter, off and on for the rest of the day. Swapped picks that night and nothing more. We went like that for a while. Text, be horny, leave. Until I invite him to 6 flags,".

"He'd made a tweet about not having gone even though he'd lived here for 6 or so months. I dm 'I'm going next weekend. Care to join. Days later I get 'yeah but can I bring my son so he can have some fun, 'Yeah, I have kids of my own, 'it's a date then," Anne recounts. "So he called you and your kids, taking him and Ash to 6 flags a date," Anderson questions. "Yeah. I was actually kinda nervous for that weekend. The girls were gonna ask questions and I didn't feel like hearing their dad's mouth. I got there earlier than our meeting time and found him and X sitting in his car, corner of the lot,".

"It was him, X, and his son Kia. I walked over and tapped on the window. Elon stepped out and looked into his eyes. I could and do get lost in them. Their color and shape. And his stuffy facial hair. If Amarh hadn't spoken I'd still be standing there. I introduced the girls, they are well aware mommy's kinda a hoe. Elon shows me, Kia and Ash. The boys were so cute. We allowed Kia to lead X and my girls followed close behind. I watched them closely but Elon drew my attention. We walked so close together our hands brushed each other often. As we walked to the gate, all I could think was how perfect this was. And how it only could get better,".

"And did it,' Anderson asked. "Oh yes, inside the park was so magical. You'd think taking 3 young children would be stressful but Elon made life easy. He was right there when I wanted him. Like he is now. He's my rock and my world," Anne recalls lovingly. The way she talks about him, makes the room grow warm. They love to show one another. That's why in 6 years things become confusing

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