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Hooked
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Author: Claire Adams
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city as my first faux-friend—until I
actually found friends of my own. But, alas, that had never happened; I had
always been too bogged down with “making Chicago work” by becoming a successful
dance instructor. Proving to my mother that I could get out
of the ravine that was Indiana and truly become strong and hearty in this world
of continuous momentum.
    I pet the cat while setting up my Netflix feed. The
cat’s rough tongue scrubbed against my finger and palm. “Yeah. I would much rather hang out with you,” I whispered to Boomer, not really
believing it. “That man is probably a rascal, anyway. Over
thirty years old, and trying to come up to my apartment after a first
encounter—a first non-date!” I spoke on and on to little Boomer, who had
not a care in the world.
    I reached down toward my phone, noting that Drew
hadn’t texted me yet to give me his number. I already deemed him lost in a sea
of other lost men all throughout the city. I hadn’t a friend anywhere.
    Sure; I had Melanie, sometimes. Melanie was my dance
assistant. She had had a child the previous year, and was constantly busy. Just
that day, she hadn’t come into the dance studio because her baby had been very
ill. I missed her, of course, now that the baby and that chubby husband of hers
were happy, living out their lives in their lake-side apartment. (I was sure
the husband did something very, very important, but I could never really get
the information out of Melanie. Melanie was a closed vault about that man.)
    I thought about texting Melanie about this strange
encounter with this Drew fellow. But I knew she would never message back. She
was probably covered in spit-up and could not be bothered with the
rough-and-tumble information of my personal non-sex life.
    Melanie knew, of course, that I hadn’t had sex in a
great number of years; something like— oh—three. Or four. I rubbed at my inner thigh, remembering the
tantalizing, college sex I had had all those years before. Until there had been
Kevin, the boyfriend. The college student. He was
majoring in business when I met him; a hot, successful guy who lived with my
college friend’s boyfriend. We had hit it off instantly, nearly. I remembered
rubbing myself over him, forcing him to cum in the back of the library during
finals week, when everyone else was studying in other book aisles and at other
tables.
    I shuddered just thinking
about it. But then, Kevin had grown ever-so-lazy. He had stopped trying in our
relationship, certainly. But he had further stopped trying in school. He had
dropped out during junior year, turning instead to a lucrative career selling
marijuana. He had grown a bit pudgy from all the munching, all the chips and
college pizza. His metabolism wasn’t riding along with him anymore; it had dropped
him off, forced him into the dark, brooding, nearly -fat
man. And I, the perfect dance major, continually going to rehearsals, eating like a bird, staying away from the “green” stuff, felt I had
to dump him. He was lazy; he was going to ruin me. I was certain of it. (Of
course, I could ruin myself just as well. And I did.)
    Of course, my mother had been certain that Kevin
would ruin me too. Since the day she had met him, she had told me he was going
to ruin me, ruin my dance career. In the end, I wasn’t sure if I actually
blamed him for the fact that I didn’t get any big calls out of college, that I
had turned to teaching dance instead of performing it. Sure; maybe if I hadn’t
indulged a few times on the burritos he was shoving into his mouth. Sure; if I hadn’t
skipped a few rehearsals, just to laze with him on the couch. But I had thought
he was the love of my life! Just a twenty-one-year-old-girl. What had I known of the world?
    My apartment was in a sad state. Throw
pillows—gifted to me the last time my mother had redone my childhood home—were
strewn all over the floor. I started to clean, then, trying to see my apartment
through the eyes of Drew. I
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