We both got into the Coaches truck and I turned on the car. Immediately once the doors were closed the Coach leaned over and grabbed at my crotch."Coa...h, don't you're drunk" I said to him."I'm not fucking drunk" he said, sounding completely sober. "I was acting drunk because I wanted your parents to ask me to spend the night, but you coming home with me isn't a bad deal either."I smiled at him and rolled my eyes. I drove him to his house and pulled up in front of the driveway. "Shit, my fucking. He had no other job, no family, or any regular human contact outside of strangers: waitresses, the odd motel clerk here and there, and his occasional telephone conversations with Albert Cosgrove.He knew there was rich irony in it. He maintained anonymity as a means of preserving the possibility of his having a "normal" life, but the life he was leading was anything but normal.Never mind. The remaining slender reeds of personal privacy seemed immensely important. Running his own life, John at. More

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