I decided I’d go for a run and pushed a lot harder than usual. When I got back, I put on some coffee and threw together my world famous omelet, but quickly realized I didn’t have much of an appetite. I showered and dressed and then got ready to send an e-mail to an old f**k buddy in Halifax.
We met out here and he had a partner back east, so the arrangement was to keep it purely physical. I had been dating a very nice guy, but, when he met my parents, he was part of the fall-out from their over-reaction. He felt guilty and angry, thinking I might blame him for their intolerance. After he’d walked away, I met Cliff at the gym. We went for coffee first, but he was eager to get down to business. It was a short ride to his place and it seemed I was fully dressed on his doorstep and naked once
