Day One hundred and six - Angel's decay

Claudia was a lot of things. Me and her, I mean. It was brief - probably around a month or so, it was exhilarating, it was sexy, it was fun, it was whimsical, and of course, it was sad too. After our initial hook-up, she now had the unenviable task of breaking up with the guy she'd been in a long term relationship, so we could make it official between us. But easier said than done, right? The guy refused to go down without a fight, and Claudia, naturally, felt unsure if she was making the right decision or not. But I wasn't going out without a fight either. Ultimately, I presented my case - so to speak - in a better and more decided manner, and soon me and Claudia were a couple. I should've known, though, that things wouldn't that simple - she and the guy lived together, and though she moved out, as I recall it she moved out to her mother's... who lived in the same building, so they ran into each other all the time. From what Claudia told me, the guy had a tendency to be abusive towards her, mostly verbally, sometimes physically - though as far as I know he didn't get up close and personal after all this had come to pass. But that did leave the burgeoning relationship we were trying to build in somewhat shaky ground. And things would get a bit more difficult - only maybe a week or two into our relationship, we went to an Iron Maiden gig and of course, out of the thousands of people there, we had to bump into the guy. But me, thinking all the time that I was the best prospect, made sure that Claudia felt protected and had made the right choice. And so it came to pass that things were flowing really well with us. This being the summertime, there was always some boozing being done, and long nights that would turn into early mornings where we would spend as much time possible just talking and making out. One of those nights included our first sexual experience - not sex, but I'm pretty sure it can figured out what. That promise of the threshold we'd noy yet crossed stoked the fires of desire deepn within me, and soon thereafter, we had sex for the first - and only - time. For what wouldn't be the first time in my life, I'd be with someone, and after the first sexual experience, they'd break up with me. Certainly not because of my performance - of that I can rest easy - but most definitely because I commited that cardinal sin of not being who they really wanted to be with. 

But sex with Claudia was good. It was really good. No doubt the best I'd ever had, certainly up to that point. Claudia was - and still is, I'd wager - a very pretty woman, with a husky voice and green eyes, and we had a great chemistry. She was on the same wavelength as me, and after a very hot night of very hot sex, Claudia would decide to not be a part of my life anymore.