An interesting story

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         Here's a story about me and my interesting love life. It's not a traditional love story with kissing and hand holding. Our circumstances prevent us from doing those things like a normal couple. But it is a love story with sacrifice, roses, and love making.
      It started with me finding love.
      I had just gotten over a guy and I was ready to get back out there and meet some new guys. I decided the bar down the block could help me with that so I got my black strapless dress with the gold stripe down the side out of my closet and put it on. I curled my hair and put my highest pair of high heels on and left my annex. 
      Once I entered the bar I spotted a guy. His hair, a light brown which draped above his sparkling blue eyes. I gathered up the courage to go towards him and reminded myself to act casual. I went to the seat next to him and asked while fluttering my eye lashes, "Is this seat taken?" He looked at me and a comforting grin formed at the edge of his lip. "Actually, it is free." He responded. We talked the entire night about likes and dislikes, our funny story's, and everything was flowing so smoothly. Then, he looked at me and whispered, "Wanna take this to my place?" All I could do was nod stupidly but he took it as a yes and we left that smelly bar.
      We couldn't keep our hands off each other once we entered the elevator that led to his apartment. We struggled putting the key in the lock of his door we were too busy sucking face to get it in just right. Finally, we opened the door and made it to the bed. I slowly took my shirt off and went towards the belt. Suddenly, tears shed from his eyes. "What? Are you okay? What's wrong?" I muttered in confusion. "My pet turtle just died and it's just really hard in me. Can I reschedule this for when I'm ready?" He sniffled. "Yeah of course, my number is (605) 475-6968." I replied trying to act compassionate even though I gave him the rejection hotline number. I grabbed my shirt and slowly walked towards the door while putting my shirt on. Once I shut the door I stormed for the elevator and just sulked in embarrassment.

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