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Had a fight with [Leland]. He suggested we sleep together in a crude and obnoxious manner and I was offended that he held me in such low regard, that he viewed me as a sexual object rather than as a friend. He claims I imply to him that I want to have an affair with him. Actually nothing could be further from the truth. Though his body is beautiful, sex would complicate things between me and the Fellas as well.
“What,” he said wetly in my ear. “You don’t love me anymore?”