A few moments passed before Diane spoke up," It was a long time ago. I was going through a tough time and stupid."
Her roommate sat there quietly, just listening.
" I was living in the art district in my home town. He worked at a local coffee shop. He was younger than I and, well, we began spending a lot of time together. Talking, texting. Just helping each other through some difficult times. He was such a wonderful poet and musician too. He had even begun to write a song for me. And would text me poetry he had written about me. Despite our difference in age, we had so much in common, yet we were so very different. We completed each other."
She paused for effect, side glancing at her roommate sitting beside her. She had such a concerned and sympathetic look on her face it was almost comical.
Diane continued, " we spent every waking moment we could together, talking, getting to know each others hopes,dreams….. and then it happened."
“what?”
" The Best Sex I had Ever Had"