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jean: 3:40 am - after popping my friends birthday balloon and throwing my purse into the street i ran away from my boyfriend and sat down with two bouncers on a bench. anger in my eyes and tears down my cheeks, makeup smeared and hair a mess, i realized that my cigarettes were in my purse that i had thrown into the street - the contents of which were now scattered on metropolitan avenue and being gathered by the boyfriend. i asked the bouncers for a cigarette - who obliged and tried to console me. after a long and drawn out fight with the boyfriend he said we should go home to which i replied, fuck you! so he turned around and walked into the subway station. my stubbornness exhausted upon realizing that i was sitting on the avenue with my skirt hiked up around my waist and probably too drunk to make it home by myself. after rushing to buy a single ride so i could catch him before the train came, i tromped hurriedly to where he was and pretended not to notice him as to maintain some dignity. when we got on the subway he rolled his eyes as i walked to the other end of the car. several people turned around when i shouted his name across the car. with a look of horror on his face he came and sat down across from me, with no motivation more than shutting me up. we fought the whole way home but when we got there had sex. it seemed he was feeling fairly drunk and horny too, and also possibly needing to expel some rage because he whipped out the buttplug he bought me last christmas and rammed it lubeless up my ass. through the panties that he had stuffed in my mouth i tried to scream, "lube!" but all that was conveyed was the sexy struggle of a pervert. in my desperation, i managed to wiggle a leg free and kick with all my might into his ribcage. as he flew off the bed, i sat up and wildly slapped at his face with both hands. i pulled the panties out of my mouth and the plug out of my butt and screamed, "fuck! lube!!" he pulled himself together and and picked up the dildo. it was dark. our senses of smell impeded by the many ashtrays and old pizza boxes, i watched him attempt to lube up the buttplug with his mouth. needless to say, it was covered with shit. he would mention the next morning as i gathered what remained of my purse that it was poetic that the last sex we would ever have would fill his mouth with crap. melissa: 3:00 am - jean would not stop screaming no matter how hard i hit. she was having another episode with her long time love affair that inevitably would ruin the night for us all. she threw me her house keys and fled my car in a star-crazed fury. my feet hurt from dancing so i decided to call it a night. i drove to her house and let myself in. her roommates were home and confused as to who i was - i said nothing and went into her room and watched porn and cried.
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