My hand is on her breast. I delight at her nipple hardening beneath my touch. Her arm wraps around me with her hand rubbing my bottom. I have to pinch...myself to make sure this is real. "Did you know ... the way I felt about you?" I asked, planting a light kiss on her cheek."I think a part of me suspected, but you are the only real friend I have ever had, Lexi. I didn't want to risk losing you as my friend. I still don't." You won't ever lose me, Cassie. I promise. Whatever happens, you won't. Rhonda and Edith went in first.They looked around and headed to the far corner of the counter. Monicaushered me in. Edith and Rhonda looked at me disapprovingly, "Your little sprint backthere wrecked some of your make-up, you're all glowly and kind of messedup," said Rhonda, "... your pores are now showing and your eyes arestreaky."I looked in the mirror. I didn't think it was that bad, but Rhonda musthave had to say something. "I didn't bring my stuff ... I didn't thinkthat I needed to ...". "Hello," a blonde woman said, looking at me for a second before she decided to smile. She was standing by the open refrigerator wearing a pair of really frayed cut-offs and a black t-shirt, kinda cute in a serious way. Probably because she wore a pair of black wire-rimmed glasses, the small round kind."Hi," I smiled back, shaking my hair with my fingers because it had gotten a little wet."Samantha, Shelly ... Shelly, Sam..." Jody said. "She's my girlfriend, she's Kurt's girlfriend. Grab a beer,. If Ashton returned, I could drop him quick. The front door was parallel to the kitchen.The electronic clock atop the fridge read: 10:28PM. I pointed the revolver toward the door. Four minutes passed, I lowered the gun and stood. Ashton had a wife and daughter. Didn't want to waste this bullet on either.I stormed into the den and switched on the end table's lamp near the sofa."Messages..." I started the answering machine. One of the messages was from the babysitter watching Ash's kid. They went.
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