Chapter 3

Sam continued to tell me about what occurred after Sammy Davis and I parted ways after our twosome sex with Sammy Davis and Simon. Well, I'm primarily to blame for not being courteous when he got a letter of transfer from his place of employment. Because I was a self-centered person and had classes at the University of South Florida, I never wanted him to leave me. My ideas expanded beyond my wildest dreams. So, as he moved to a new area, I was worried that I would lose him to another girl, forgetting that as the Davis family's oldest son, he would have many obligations as a man. We may still be together if I showed more consideration.

Even more heartbreaking is learning that he was devastated when we parted ways. Sammy was my first love, and he was extremely important to my heart. If it weren't for my studies, I may have thought of following him to Germany, but at the very least, our relationship wouldn't have ended the way it did. I'm delighted he's back in LA since I truly missed our sexual life together. Speaking of my sexual life, I could remember that when he departed, I had to see a sex therapist due to my constant sex cravings.

 Because of how expertly Sammy constantly sexed me, he contributed to my development as a sex addict. The bastard therapist was completely dry by the time I was done with him, but I was still unsatisfied.Because of my regular appointments with the therapist, he was forced to move to a new location. 

This is it: Simon offered me a glass of red wine, to which I replied, "Thank you, sweetheart." It's hilarious how smoothly prior events seemed to have been arranged. I never thought I'd have two guys at once, but look at me now—I already do it without getting any enjoyment. I believe we ought to play another round. I recommend it. Once again, we fucked.