Enter Robert

After my fall out with Doug, I went back home for a bit to live with mum and dad.
I needed to ground myself again. Life wasnt or couldnt just be, eat, sleep, drink, dance. Mum and dad helped put me in some sort of stabilty or at least they tried.
Being alone in north Toronto, I went for the chat lines again-
Around Christmas 1992 I met a guy named, Robert(top right photo)-
I remember he had a nice voice. I liked that he was Italian as well. We would speak for hours at a time. I remember him telling me stories how him and his friend at that time, Daen, would go out to clubs etc. How they both slept with the same guys. That I found kinda sleazy. I was never one to share men. Robert worked at Sunquet at the time. I recall one incident when Robert slept with this guy Brad, I beleive they worked together. Anyways, no sooner did Rob sleep with Brad, then Dean followed suit and slept with Brad as well. I beleive that is what destroyed their friendship as I never heard of Dean ever again. Rob went on to tell me about his phone hook ups, and quite a few I must say. We(Rob and I) had spoken for about 6 months, I remember the following Easter talking and we still had not met. I will admit, being probably on the rebound still or just vulnerable, I fell in love with Rob, without meeting him.
That should have been one of the signs for me to step off, instead of going forward.
It killed me everytime I heard abouthim and another fling, yet I shut up and listened. He was hurt apparently by one "trick" - they met, shagged and pretty much, they guy threw him out.