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clever, with plenty to say. I kept trying to search for the right words. So I blurted out, “This isn’t an S Curl by the way.”
    Right at that moment no-one else seemed to be in the room.  That must be the moment I fell in love. He laughed at my outburst. We joked like we knew each other for years.  That familiarity pulled me in and turned me on.  It seemed like we sat there forever.  Flirting & laughing.  I wanted to touch him.  Our feet kept touching under the table making me wonder if his skin was soft. There was definitely sexual chemistry in the air. With no warning, I slid my foot up his pant leg.  His skin felt soft.  He looked surprised at how forward I was.  I just smiled and kept on playing. 
    I’ve always been the type to get my way. I’ve always been the type to seek instant gratification, tonight was no different. I had no concerns or desire to go home.  My only desire was to kiss him and feel his body next to mine. As the night carried on, he made it clear that he desired the same from me.
    I followed him into his bedroom.  He kissed me and held me. I moaned and kissed him back.  When our lips parted I asked him a simple question.  “Do you practice safe sex?”  “Yeah”  “Well let’s practice some.” My lover pleased me.  The sexual gratification was overwhelming at first.  My body had never experience multiple orgasms.  My fiancé had never made me feel like this.  I knew that this was more than just a one night stand.  Chemistry has an ability to change lives and I wanted it to change mine.  I had every intention on being with him. Unfortunately, I still had some other unfinished business to tend to.  My fiancé.
    I left my lovers place in the wee hours of the morning.  I could barely talk.  All I could do was giggle. During the drive back to my house, panic started to kick in. I had some serious explaining to do as to where I had been. I was relieved to see that no one was home. I saw a note on the fridge “I stepped out, don’t wait up.”  Which wasn’t unusual, at least he left a note this time.
    So my girlfriend and I relished in our escapades of the night before. As apprehensive as I was to share, I did what we all do with our friends. I dished the details.  In great detail I told her how many times, he made me say yes please.  I told her that I begged him not to stop and he complied. 
    My heart pounded as I retold my conquest. She was hanging on my every word.  So was my fiancé. When I finished my story he exposed his hiding place.  My pantry door slid open.  My fiancé, was toting his bible, and smoking a Newport.  There was a deadly silence in the room.  There was nothing that I could say, that would make this situation better.  I was exposed.  My girlfriend lunged for the door.  He stopped her and made her sit down.  He grabbed me and threw me down.  I knew better than to get back up.  There would be no point I was powerless against him. 
    My fiancé stayed quiet for a moment.  Before he demanded that we take him to the liquor store.  He drank until he passed out.  The coast was clear.  My girlfriend was free to leave and so was I.  I stepped over my fiancé’s limp body and dialed my lover’s number.  I need him to come and get me before round two started. 
    I jumped in his car.  I didn’t even look back.  I slid down in the passenger seat, terrified that my fiancé would see us.  No words were spoken on the drive back to his house.  I was at a loss for words.  Thankfully it was a short ride to my lover’s house.  The look on my face must have spoken volumes.  “You can lie down if you want.” “You look exhausted.” I smiled and nodded. He snuggled up next to me.  I readjusted my position so that I could lie on his chest. I felt so safe in his arms.  I inhaled.  This felt right.  This is where I wanted to be.
    I loved the way he felt, and the way he smelled.  How his bottom lip was tucked under his top lip ever so