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 cock 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 fucked me and dumped me. I keep staring at her name on my phone and think about calling her.
