Chapter 41: Faye’s Choice
June 3
Things became crazy and out of control in my life. I continued to teach and sleep with Clay. We had quickies whenever we could. Clay became a monster in bed: rough, wild, and relentless. And he arrived at my Tudor at the strangest hours of the day: midnight, six o’clock in the morning, or three o’clock in the afternoon. We f****d liked animals. It felt as if we were involved again: him straying from my bed, sleeping with other men, carrying out relationships with men and women, occupied in the sheets and with life.
I didn’t sleep with Matthew Hildebrand, but the ginger-haired cowboy from Stockton County did. The two didn’t have s*x on the night they met at The Other Side. Instead, they spent half the night talking to each other, learning things they had
