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Sherry, The Storyteller Pt.3

Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Sisyphus, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

publish stories and the response was amazing. A number of guys wanted to chat and flirt but I never responded. Rosie knew what had happened between me and Angelo and was sympathetic but also missed the business of one of her best customers. I'm not sure how I would have felt if I saw him come in with one of his women, but would cross that bridge when I came to it. Then one afternoon when I showed up for work, Rosie handed me an envelope with “For Sherry” written on the front and I recognized Angelo's handwriting. I sat down at one of my tables, actually the same booth I had sat in with him that first night and read his letter which said, “ I know there is nothing I can do to have to you in my life and make you know I would never hurt you, but I want you to know I can live with unrequited love as long as I know you are writing stories and being the artist that you are. I showed a few of your stories to my publishing friend who will publish a collection of your stories if you are willing. Please consider coming back to my apartment. Nothing would me make me happier than to know you are happy. I know how much your art means to you. My door will be always be open to you with wanting nothing in return. I miss you. Please come tonight.” All during work, I wondered if I could trust that he could live with unrequited love, but, somehow, his words melted my heart. Tears came to my eyes when I felt his sincerity and believed that he wanted nothing in return but to see that I was happy and wanted me to write my stories and become a published writer. It was busy that night, but I left a message on his cell phone that I would come after work and that's what I did. Not only that, we made love for the first time and almost every night after that, with or without a story, and now we have a beautiful daughter I want to tell stories to.