We spent the rest of the night together naked, outside, on the mattress, in each other's arms.
So, my friend, that was our last time together.
I went to the airport with her the next day when she boarded the plane to San Francisco. That was the last time I saw her.
No, no more emails now. Oh, there were some at first. I think I told you that several months after she moved, Stacey asked if I would mind stopping our emails because she had entered into a relationship and wanted to focus on building it.
Yes, I agreed.
How long? It's been just over two years since I've heard from her.
No, I'll never forget what we shared, especially that last time together. Stacey is a once in a lifetime woman. I'll never forget her.
So that's my story of Stacey. I hope you found it interesting.
Next time we have lunch, you'll have to tell me some of your stories.
Sounds good to me.
I'll see you then.
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