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    Amazon Pixy: Yeah, I thought I was doing a little bit of the grass is greener on the other side stuff, but God, why does it all seem so hard? Maybe I should just give up and become the cat lady all the kids in the neighborhood are frightened of.

    Big Red: Well, that’s an idea, but don’t you hate cats?

    Amazon Pixy: Trust you to be so logical.

    Big Red: Don’t give up, honey. The right guy may be just around the corner. Just know that I’m always here for you.

    Amazon Pixy: Thanks! I’m so lucky to have you. Enough about me, how are you going? How is your hot piece of man love? LOL

    Big Red: You cheeky witch, and yes, as always things are great!

    Amazon Pixy: I hear a “but” coming…

    Big Red: There’s no “but.” It’s just that we both know something’s missing. We love each other dearly, but we both have needs that neither of us can satisfy, not to mention we want to have a family. Okay, there is a “but.”

    Amazon Pixy: I never really thought about it, but it must be horrible to want to have a family knowing the options are so limited for you.

    Big Red: It’s not just the wanting to be fathers thing. It’s also the…Ah! Don’t get me started I actually have to get work done today, and dwelling is not going to help me.

    Amazon Pixy: –Yes, dwelling won’t, but talking to a friend will. Message me whenever, thanks to my new app!

    Big Red: Thanks, baby bear. Same to you, and you never know. Mr. Hottie may come in today.

    Amazon Pixy: Ah…don’t remind me. Once again, why the hell are all the best-looking men gay?

    Big Red: A universal joke on all women.

    Amazon Pixy: LOL—cya, papa bear.

    Big Red: –Cya, baby bear.

    Alex closed the app, knowing that if he messaged her it would automatically reopen again. She knew it made her a bitch, but she liked the fact that Big Red’s perfect life wasn’t perfect in every way. She truly wished him well, but with her life in such a rut, listening to someone talk about how great theirs was made her feel even worse.

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    Alex booted up her work computer, tapping on her desk with the end of her pen. Now that she’d finally come to accept the termination of her unfulfilling relationship with Duncan and with the support of Big Red, she was ready to open new doors and start living the life she should be. Who cared if she was on her own? She was an independent, strong woman. Of course the added happiness she was feeling may have something to do with the fact that Mr. Hottie was coming in today. She had finished the designs for the new catalogue for his sporting goods store.

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    Tyler was directed into the boardroom of the advertising agency. He was here to approve the layout of the catalogue for his new range of camping equipment. He was nervous, his skin felt too tight for his body, and amazingly, his body felt cold, but beads of sweat formed on his brow. He cared about his company and the new advertising, but that wasn’t why he was having a near panic attack. No, he was nervous about seeing the amazing Alex again. In the six years he had been with Ryan, he had never, not once, strayed. He hadn’t even thought about straying until he met Alex. She was everything a woman should be, smart, caring, and sexy as hell, and that body of hers. He knew she wasn’t model material. She was about average height, the media declared her as being a little heavy or a tad overweight, but to him it showed she was all woman. She had a softness and curves that he’d never find in a man or ever want to. Her green eyes were the color of the finest jade, and that hair was to die for, a wonderful auburn color, thick, long, and wavy. He could just imagine her riding him naked with that hair draped over his chest.
    “I’m sorry I’m late, gentlemen,” Alex said as she entered the room, stumbling as she sat in her chair.
    “As I was saying, Mr. Daniels, we have strategized the new campaign.”
    The rest of what his account manager, Michael