Preface
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I was cleaning my apartment and I came across a long dark hair in my bedroom. I hadn’t found any of those for a really long time and it brought me back to something that happened almost a decade ago. I recently started reading /r/gonewildstories so I decided to write down my experience to share with you. If you’re looking for wild outlandish taboo bad porn-plot confessions, this might not be your thing. If you enjoy reading about a chance encounter between two actual people who share an intimate afternoon together with a bit of a twist at the end, don’t stray!
Disclaimer:
* All conversations are summarized for brevity, and I don’t really remember most of them exactly. Actually, we didn’t even talk all that much.
* I’ve left details vague intentionally to protect myself and my counterpart.
* Some things are embellished some to make the story flow better, but the events are based in truth.
* To make the last point, I didn’t actually find any of her hairs recently, or even live in that place any more. But I did keep finding them for a long time, even though she was only inside my place relatively short. In fact, I’ve had to explain myself in two different relationships with women with a different hair type due to them popping up randomly. There’s nothing quite like hearing “Whose hair is this!?” from your girlfriend.