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My Ambien lover By day, my boyfriend acted cold and distant. But at night, after popping his pill, he transformed into the affectionate man of my dreams.
  • exhibits a and b

    (A) his name graces the wall of major donors ... gifts -- blue flannel pajamas with red piping from Barneys, a first edition of Wilfred Owen poems that he bought at auction. ... fabulous "Metropolitan"-esque parties where I met Oscar de la Renta, Cosima von Bulow and the occasional royal ... flew me to Positano ... a bigger suite at Le Sirenuse than the bride and groom. ... a Pucci scarf ... we imagined our future home -- a brownstone on Bethune Street ...

    (B) In retrospect, I am ashamed by my passivity. Normally, I'm a self-sufficient loudmouth. But I endured Sam's withholding indifference during the day just to hear his delicious seductions at night.

    Are you sure you didn't endure his assholeness to enjoy the money he clearly liked to blow on you? From the way you lovingly catalog the things you got, I have a feeling there was something more than just the unmeant sex.

    Must agree with the Waldman comment. Seems like Blake reveals more about herself than she imagines.

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