But I figured she was just playing with me again.She hopped on the bed and asked me what I did all night and what bars I went to. She seemed a little ...ervous and more direct touching my leg through the sheet. I thought at first Matt fell asleep and she wanted to play around (which would have been ok with me) but then she grabbed my arm and said,"Come with me." Tugging me.I got out of bed and she lead me across the hall to Matt's room. It was dark except for the TV which had a porn DVD playing.. What are we going to do with you?"She sighed. "I read the newsgroup, and I just lost it. What horrible things to read about yourself in a public forum. Especially when every word of it is true." Bullshit, Sophia, you're not a slut. Have you been sleeping your way through Wisconsin?" No." She managed to smile at him. "From what Jessie tells me, you have been, though." Oops. She told you that?" Yeah. She was trying to whip my behind into trying to get you back, by warning me that you had other. If I was working and she wasn’t playing then she hung out at the bar with me. If she had a gig and I wasn’t working I went to her show, and eventually started helping with the band’s gear. Sure, there were plenty of nights when we were both busy, but we always made sure to get on the phone and say good night. The best nights, of course, were the ones where neither of us was working, and we took full advantage of those nights. There’s not much to tell about the everyday life of a relationship.. I played cat and mouse with them for a bit. I would change my hair color to my “dyed” color and change my clothes back to how I was when they started following me. I would purposefully pop out of a store or alley right in front of them. Most times, I even bumped into them. I would then slip into another alleyway to quickly disappear to where I could work it so that I showed up a block away from one of them as I went into a shop where I knew I could get out the back door.What had the four off.