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Anything Goes
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Lesbian Female / 34
Hung Over For Real Now That I'm With Him
One Friday night a few years ago I passed out drunk in a parking lot in the happy part of town. A work friend found me and she called our boss who came and picked me up. I woke up in my apartment hung over with a note on the kitchen counter, "call me, I've got your car keys", signed my boss.
That was the beginning of getting me a man who took care of me. I didn't get my keys back, not until I sobered up and went to AA for two months. I got a curfew, and a phone to carry around, one that was only for him to call, and he could track where I was. He did agree I didn't have to carry it into the bathroom, TMI.
I really did sober up, and quit going to bars and all that. I went 'straight'. He wasn't interested in me otherwise, and yes he was pretty disappointed when he found out. I'm not saying I sold out. I just never could say no to him, not that night or any night after that.
That was the beginning of getting me a man who took care of me. I didn't get my keys back, not until I sobered up and went to AA for two months. I got a curfew, and a phone to carry around, one that was only for him to call, and he could track where I was. He did agree I didn't have to carry it into the bathroom, TMI.
I really did sober up, and quit going to bars and all that. I went 'straight'. He wasn't interested in me otherwise, and yes he was pretty disappointed when he found out. I'm not saying I sold out. I just never could say no to him, not that night or any night after that.
