4
It was midnight when River took me back to my place. After a final, very surreal, romp I decided it would be best for me to sleep and wake up in my own bed, by myself, where I could process what I had just experienced. I still thought River was sweet, but his looks and mannerisms were getting more and more crude and unattractive by the time he dropped me off.
“I had a great time,” he said. I, too, had a good time. However, deep down I was pretty sure it would not be happening again. He seemed to know this as well and we parted with a friendly hug.
As soon as I got in my apartment I went straight to bed, falling asleep as my head hit the pillow. I slept like a rock until my morning radio alarm woke me up with the cheerful banter of radio newscasters happily announcing the latest local
