Now that I was single, I was doing all the stuff Marcie, my ex, hated but I loved.

I’d eaten at a Vietnamese restaurant, watched subtitled movies and moved onto what she’d disliked most — being outdoors.

The park was huge, full of valleys, hills and lakes. I’d gone off the trails. I could almost hear Marcie’s voice: Nick, you’re going to get us lost! But she grew fainter with every step.

Even so, I was lost. But that didn’t worry me. I had time to ponder. I realized I’d stayed with Marcie so long because she had big tits and shiny blonde hair, which weren’t smart reasons to stick with somebody who’s not right for you.

I hiked on, driving myself hard, feeling alternately horny and exhilarated. This had become like a... Leer Más