Rock Star Returns. Kind of…

Back in January, I was contacted by a young man on FetLife.

I named him Rock Star.

He was 26.

(Read the entire story [here])

Short version:

We agreed to meet one night at a rather busy bar, had a couple of drinks and got along very well.

So well that we had a “practice run” in the front seat of my “new” car (at the time), Lil Bear.

Then, the following weekend, during a legitimate hookup at a local Motel 6, he professed his undying love for some other woman he had never met…

Anyway… He contacted me again at the beginning of October…

…not really a good time for me, with my car just having been stolen and the stupid, harassing emails from the scary old guy Jim/Mick and his “ex-girlfriend”.

It was a Wednesday morning at 2:28AM (???) when I received the following messages:

I know that you probably don’t want to hear from me, but I feel like this is long overdue…

I’m truly sorry for what happened between us. I know that there’s nothing I can do to repent for my behavior that night, but I had no intention of hurting your feelings or upsetting you.

I’m sorry about the way things played out. I really hope you’re doing well.

I had deleted this fucker’s number from my phone right after he told me he was in love with someone else…

Therefore, I had no idea who was sending me this odd, out of nowhere, text… Could it be from Jim trying to apologize for being such an asshole/crazy person?

So I responded: I’m sorry. Who is this?

Rock Star

Is this an amends? I have to admit, it’s extremely odd to hear from you this far down the road.

No. I know it’s weird. I just wanted to finally say it is all. It’s something that has crossed my mind from time to time and I never apologized for it.

I hope you got the girl of your dreams. Thank you.

Thank you. And I hope you found a worthy gentleman.

Actually, I found a ‘stalker’ and am currently dealing with that. Last night I thought your messages were from him. It really freaked me out.

Take care and be safe.

Yikes. I’m sorry I spooked you. I hope you’re alright. Be safe.

Exactly two months later:

So… I’m sure I already know the answer, but would you ever want to try playing again? This is Rock Star by the way.

(I toyed with not even responding, but I couldn’t resist…)

No. Thank you. You’re kind of a jerk.

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