Ass from the past

For the past month or so, I have been getting phone calls from a former... something of mine... can't quite call him a boyfriend, but he wasn't just a hump either. His name will be Lusto. His recent reappearance has been mildly traumatic. We parted on bad terms two years ago and I don't want much to do with him, but I am curious to see him and I have always been very attracted to him.

Lusto and I go way back, back to high school in fact. He was a hooligan skater and hasn't really changed much since then, except that now he's a carpenter as well. We met up again a few years later and had a sexual and emotional relationship that was incredibly convoluted, lasting nearly 5 years. All the while, Lusto was engaged to a woman and I think might still be. Lusto was also a tormented soul who began abusing drugs. Nasty drugs. Not a good scene. It was a dramatic relationship, full of surreal adventures. I should share some sometime.

The last time I saw him was the night I met the Boyf. At that point, I had had enough of his shenanigans and my lust for him had dwindled as well. I haven't thought of him all that much since then. Until now, that is. Now, I must decide if I meet up with Lusto or leave well enough alone. It seems like a simple decision, but that boy does something to me... it's like witchcraft, I tells ya...