I’m in a big hotel or convention center. There’s a man there I’m attracted to. We start making out in public on a sofa. It’s very passionate.
Jonathan sees us and I feel terrible that I’ve been cheating.
Someone asks us why we had to act that way in public, why not just get a room? I answer that I didn’t want to cross a line.
I’m still excited by the feeling of being with someone new.
I’m with Scott at his home in Illinois. Teanna comes and finds us there. It’s uncomfortable because it seems like I’m cheating.
I have a new job at a smaller, younger company. A publication like Crain’s, or maybe an airline magazine, publishes a story about me, basically saying that I’m an idiot. Everyone knows about it and I feel terrible, mostly because I’m new at the company. I have this feeling of righteous indignation like people are telling lies about me.
