[guyorgirl]

This story is dated a while after Alicia’s. You all know what happened and what transpired.

For a while, there was sullenness, agony, pain but life moves on. Told myself that this was not me, and it was wrong that it even happened.

Called myself out for being a bastard and swore never to let this happen again, but we all know, this is like drugs. The more you try to veer off it, it just comes back stronger, harder and you are ever and ever in the grasp of drugs.

Keeping little gog calm in my new church after changing one (for obvious reasons) was my goal. Having and surrounded by new friends, new ladies (targets), little gog was shouting to be free, but decidedly I should be a gentleman, I tried my best to beat little gog down, telling it to behave and also to be quiet.

Seems to work thus far, I focused on work and friends, I got my promotion, a nice pay increment, which let me change another job for even higher pay after I resigned (within a month/two). Schemer/opportunist? Yes, I was, who doesn't want more money?

I do.