12/26/97
My darling little vessel,
Home since 12/20—I leave tomorrow. I had a good week, not the least of reasons is because—prepare yourself sweetheart—I finally FINALLY slept with CHRIS BALLARD.
That would be Christmas Eve at the Ramada Hotel. Room 111. It was divine and filthy all at the same time. I couldn’t quite believe it was happening. He is a great lover, wild and he was deeply appreciative of my care, love, and understanding. I haven’t slept with anyone I have loved for a very long time. It was beautiful.
A huge blizzard – 19 inches on Tuesday. I haven’t seen a storm like that in a long time. Can you believe I’m writing and NOT leaving in 15 minutes or something ridiculous like that?
I turned thirty baby. Go know.
This year we lost Aunt Leafy, bless her soul. The funeral was exactly a year after Jill’s father. I saw Jill’s mother and Jill too. It was great to see them all.
The twins have kids—Jill is in another bad relationship. God grant me the serenity…
I’ve had a great time (obviously) and can’t believe it all happened with Chris. He totally planned on it, he told me. Wow. It feels nice to be desired.
I will write again soon.
How I do love our moments together, darling.
Until that time,
I love you,
Peter Halsey
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