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A few years ago, I lived in a luxury
apartment complex. Across the hall was a great guy by the name of
John. John was a very well liked guy around town, owned his own
business, was attractive, dated several nights a week, and enjoyed most
sports. We met while golfing at the complex's course. He had a
great knack for making everyone feel comfortable and ready for fun. A
party seemed to follow him where ever he went. We became great, close
friends--threw many parties for the complex between our suites, golfed,
sailed and worked out together. We "doubled" often and Jon always had
a great looking date. I noticed he never seem to click with anyone for
any length of time, but there was never a lack of company for him. I
liked him immensely. He was a wild little guy, about 5' 6" tall, but
very well built and confident. He was also a real practical joker and,
if some stunt of his was too much for me, I'd fall back on my college
football days and call him a fucking tackling dummy, and try to toss him
down. It was never easy to get the best of little John physically.
. .. . On his thirtieth birthday, I had a
surprise party for him. We threw it at my place, and I told all the
guests to bring cheap Halloween wigs and gag gifts. The one thing John
was sensitive about was his thinning hair. You can imagine the laughs
we all had watching him open the gifts and trying each one of them on.
He got right into the spirit of things and even had us trying them on.
But he promised me he'd get me when I least expected it.
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