Married To My College Fling

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r the past two years. He looks nervous, sweat forming clear beads on his forehead. He is afraid of me and he has every right to be. I had been humiliated by my ex wife, in revenge I had brought

t his badge long enough for

know where to find them if I wanted to help you out with this. I have

while I watched him de

ust waltzing into my office and asking me to tell him what I knew

d his hat towards me, walked towards the do

unication with Ms. Per

icer. The secretary

se sections. It had come in a flurry of events and had gone just the same, but with a more dramatic flair. She would say I was her first love. That

nly fair. A poor boy from Arizona lik

ip couldn't cover. And there was Raya Perot, studying Film and media studies just because it sounded fun and Mrs. Perot, her mother, had a couple of friends she had brunch with

know it. I walked around with this noose on my neck and the feeling that my every move was being w

rpowering perfume. It was hard to forget these things, she looked like a walking

You look... hot. I just ha

y she let it out. It was like she couldn't control what came out from he

find me hot enough to walk over here and tell me that",

kwards. She placed both hands on her pleat chanel skirt then raised her right hand towards my direction, curving her index finger at me, signalling me to come. That display had drawn a few eyes towards us and I couldn't say No to her

e seeing y

winkle in her eye. I

was supposed to end this dance abruptly and we would all b

nt to see

id she find me hot enough

e you somewher

s a far cry from my cost friendly bicycle, I'd tell you that. I wouldn't hat

the dream. I would have had to work quadruple work shifts to just own her living room. I was still looking around the apartment in awe when I felt lips pressed on mine, a