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I was a bit of an antiques nut, which was kind of weird for a guy e audio equip just fro stairwell So when I reached Alison’s floor, I kept cli about ten steps further on I set down ne upright

Re my jacket, I took a deep breath There was really no reason to be nervous around Alison We’d been seeing each other since last spring, ere both freshs sloith our physical relationship I was always ready for in, and when I admitted the same, she seeh it was so on the couch But she seemed to have a whole lot of sexual tripwires Oneout, and then suddenly she’d push o home horny, I went home confused And the confusion was by far thewhat it was about me that didn’t quite do it for her

After a couple of these aard endings, I’d tried to get her to tellBut she’d just say, "I’e the subject

And what kind of an asshole pressures his girlfriend for sex? I wasn’t going to be that guy

There was a whole lot of good stuff between us, anyway Alison always got my jokes, and I loved the way her face went soft when I paid her a coreat She was seous With all that fine, blond hair frael would pop into iven irls "What you need is a nice Latina," she’d say "Someone ill never look down on where you conored my mother’s prejudice But sometimes it was hard not to worry, or to read too et me naked At Harkness I was surrounded by people who had a lotAlison I worried soh for her

That was probably just paranoia

Summer vacation had separated us I spent thenot to die from heatstroke on the subway platforht, before I went to sleep, I’d lie on my little twin bed in our cramped apartment and talk to Alison on the phone, while theunit blew cold(ish) air across my mostly naked body

There was never any phone sex, of course But I loved the sound of her soft voice in s she put up with as an intern at the San Francisco art gallery where she worked "Iabout you when I was serving coffee to a table of old ladies They’d asked for decaf, but I gave the that letter you’d writtenattention to the coffee"

That h and miss her all theAnd the weeks flew by

In July, Alison had called ram in Ecuador that I applied to?"

Of course I did After she’d been wait-listed, she’d cried a puddle onto the shoulder ofnext week!"

"That’s awesoh I kneouldn’t get to talk to her for six weeks The Ecuador trip was an iram, and students weren’t supposed to speak to outsiders the entire tio, when she’d finally stepped off the Connecticut Coach from LaGuardia airport to start our sophoht back, I’d asked her to sleep in o yet," I’d told her "Just stay with et your clothes off And Bickley isn’t back until tomorrow, anyway"

Her face had softened "Okay, I can do that," she’d said I was actually stunned that she went along with it, because whenever I’d suggested she spend the night before, she’d turned iven her one of my T-shirts to wear, and she’d looked sexy as hell in it Of course, e’d settled intoideas all its own So I’d rolled onto my back and pulled her head onto my shoulder