THREE DAYS GO BY and I don't hear a word from Danny, but then she doesn't hear from me either. I've replayed each second of what happened over and over. My brain knew something wasn't right, but my c**k didn't care. Spending the night with women got easier as they learned my rules. It's always been a one-time thing, and Danny gave that back to me in spades.
I got my rocks off, but I feel completely unsatisfied. I can only wonder how many women felt the same way after a night with the great Van Stelson. I'm not so great anymore. Hell, I probably never was. Part of me is angry, even knowing I don't have a right to be. I care about Danny. I've never felt this before. And now she's f****d me and dumped me. I keep staring at her name on my phone and think about calling her.
I'm sure that's ex
