Because the times, they are changin'

Just gave John Yule his walking papers. he buzzed me, I let him and told him-piss off. Well not in those exact words, but told him I couldn't see him anymore. He took it well, we talked about books for about fifteen minutes-it reminded me why I liked him-and then he left with a kiss on the cheek.

It is a big moment when Bunni forgoes cheap sex, let me rephrase that, cheap good sex, for a fairly chaste relationship with a seemingly fabulous man.

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