I'm Apparently An Angel

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Monday June 30– Woke up around 3, momentarily shocked to not find Ken in bed with me. Got up, drank some water, tried to cool down. Laid back down, but sleep really wasn't happening. Around 5, I finally got up and got online. Chatted with Clint, and with mexroks/Henry, who I ended up fucking before he went to work. He teaches 6th grade. Popped online again, and got hit up by another gent. His profile SAID he was only looking for friendship - 2nd message in he's offering to come pound my ass. Ugh. Briefly thought about going to school, but it was getting on towards 7, so I just went to bed. Didn't wake up again until 11, so I got up, got dressed, headed down to school. Not really much for the career counselor to tell me, except that I'm on the right track, and I should probably only stick with SDVLP for maybe one more semester, so I can get a perspective on a couple of other kinds of law before I graduate. I didn't have a whole lot of time at work before we left for clinic, but I got some administrative work done. Noticed a text from Jonathan, and told him my evening plans. Clinic went really well – Sam asked how my weekend was, and I told her, and she told me that she'd had her gramma in town, who had just been broken up with by her bf. Her gramma is 85. I talked to a nice Italian man with a baby, who had just been diagnosed in April. We were doing his last will and testament, power of attorney, AHCD. After, I stopped by Ralph's and TJ's – got pizza dough, sausages, and a bunch more Z bars, since they were on sale. Ate two of the sausages and a Z bar, fed Cisco, took him out for a walk, then got cleaned up and eventually found Jonathan's. I was in way more of a hurry than him, but he showed me around the house and huge patio, and put on Somewhere in Time or somesuch. Movie with Christopher Reeve & Medicine Woman. FINALLY we got down to it, and it was a lot more fun than I was anticipating – I even got hard! He had some trouble keeping his with the condom on, but we managed, and I ended up cumming. Headed home, finished the sausages, had another couple Z bars. Ken sent a text around 12:30, that just said “I want to come home.” This sparked a whole conversation – he was in All Worlds, and is worried he might be an alcoholic. He asked me not to leave him, I told him I'm a fucking puppy dog, and he called me an angel, thanked me for sticking around, and promised to make things right. Okay.