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December 28th, 1979
The nature of jealousy:
The phone rings early this morning. John, my trick from The Snake Pit last night, is giving me a blow job. I go downstairs to take the call and it is Michael. He says he didn’t get a chance to call me last night— and mentions that he went out. A dark cloud passes through my thought and I care for a moment whether he tricked or not. Meanwhile, John waits for me upstairs.