Just got off the phone with Erica.  Yep, she called me, finally.  She’s bumming around with Michelle and them.  She said, “I’ve finally found someone who equals if not surpasses you in bed.”  Should I be worried?  Should I care?  I do sort of but not as much as I could.  She said she’s still getting over me and still talks about how gorgeous I am.  I told her I’d rather not have her come visit me ’cause we’d just have sex.  She was so surprised that I didn’t really want to.  I told her about Rachel.  She got quite jealous.  I feel so evil because the only reason (at first) I had sex with Rachel was because I wanted to finally do something Erica hadn’t, finally make her jealous, to be better than her.  But I used a very sweet, innocent little girl to “get back” at someone who had never intentionally actually tried to make me feel the way I felt for so long.  Now I think I’m much better – more sure of myself – more of a complete person unto myself.

Tags: Diary, manners, phone sex, words count

Categories: Diary

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