I found one of his public hairs in my bed. I knew it was his because it was ginger. It just made me think of how much I enjoyed, genuinely enjoyed, sucking his cock. I don't know whether that will happen again.
I am back on the online dating site I used to frequent. Not because I want to date, but because I want to feel like I could if I wanted to. I browse the profiles designated by someone behind a screen as a potential match for me - I either don't like their pictures, just don't fancy them, or I do, but dismiss them for looking too hip for me. Shoreditch twat, graphic designer, guitar playing kind of hip.
It just makes me miss him all the more - terminally unhip and has a great cock.
Sigh.
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