<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>PEGRITZ(.com)! - Latest Comments in An Amicable Split</title><link>http://pegritzcom.disqus.com/</link><description></description><atom:link href="https://pegritzcom.disqus.com/an_amicable_split/latest.rss" rel="self"></atom:link><language>en</language><lastBuildDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 10:07:06 -0000</lastBuildDate><item><title>Re: An Amicable Split</title><link>http://www.pegritz.com/2006/01/03/an-amicable-split/#comment-1821282</link><description>&lt;p&gt;Awww. yes, Jose and mine love affair started back in 1994 for me, as living on the Mexican border influenced our romance greatly.  We would have many rendezvous down in TJ as well as in the States.  We even had threesomes in the form of body shots and it was damn hot.  We traveled all across the wild and wooly U S of A and met up at many famous party spots and yet I too had a tearful farewell to our constant lovemaking.  We hang out as old friends every now and then but nothing like we did in the 90’s and early 2000’s.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">aidinslevel</dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 25 Aug 2006 10:07:06 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: An Amicable Split</title><link>http://www.pegritz.com/2006/01/03/an-amicable-split/#comment-1821281</link><description>&lt;p&gt;I to have been a lover of Jose. He was kind, gentle and never left me down until New Years and then he left me in agony huging the porceline godess. But I have had training in forgiving. So I took him back with open arms and again Jose left me when I needed him most. I have learned my mistake and from now on will stick to 151 (for now).&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">Natalie</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 21:09:52 -0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Re: An Amicable Split</title><link>http://www.pegritz.com/2006/01/03/an-amicable-split/#comment-1821280</link><description>&lt;p&gt;That is beautiful.   You remind me of my own former beloveds.  Though once our distance was the result of their unreliability, now things have changed.  I turn my back on them coldly, even when they travel from afar to visit me.   I just can't be seen with certain characters anymore.  My colleagues just wouldn't understand, and I could lose everything if I lose my respectability in their eyes.   Am I shallow to let my fear of scandal come between me and my old paramours of ill-repute?   I feel guilt at my bourgiouse pretense, when beneath the sham is concealed an unrepentant boheme.    Will I ever have the courage to openly flout the rules and risk the scarlet brand?  Or am I really so slaved to convention that I would rather own the sin of the hypocrite than that of the wanton?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the thoughts I mull in the night, which your memoire of Jose brings fresh to my mind.  I am glad for you, for how you handled your parting.  You may have distanced yourselves, but you ended well.   Like men.&lt;/p&gt;</description><dc:creator xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">nixicat</dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 18:29:48 -0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>