Money, Sex And Soul
For Deborah, there was no better gauge of her boyfriend’s state of mind than the fashion in which he made love to her. Mercurial to say the least, Jack was a man who kept his feelings to himself. Deborah had long ago given up on her attempts to get him to verbalize his inner turmoil. At times she questioned her own sanity in maintaining this relationship. Surely, she was desirable enough to attract a more open, in touch with his feelings type of guy.
She did not need a therapist to point out the fact that she had picked a man who was oh so familiar. She had known him all her life. She had grown up in the same house as him, was nurtured by him from the moment of her conception. Jack was her father reincarnate.
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Lenny was really on top of his game this particular night. He came out on stage as he always did, without a plan….It was one of those times where he became like a channel, having no idea of what was going to come out of his mouth next. So much so that he was constantly surprising and cracking himself up, as if he too was a spectator, sitting amongst the crowd and watching his own performance.
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