it was my birthday the year before last and the guy i was dating had spent the whole night w/me and my ppl. the night started at 8pm w/dinner and continued to a bar and later to a club and after to a late night/early morning party at my place. we'd been on E for hours and hours. things finally wound down around 10:00 AM the day after my birthday when i crawled into bed where he'd been sleeping for a couple hours. we got into it and it was feeling GOOOOOOOOD as hell since i was on E and eventually i just laid out and let him work on me. next thing i knew it was late in the afternoon and he was gone. he left me a note in the living room saying he'd had to go to work.