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As it turns out the last night I was going to be in town seeing an old friend he pulled out on me with a couple of hours before we were meeting so now at a total loose end and being a bit annoyed at my old mate I dialed the number Mrs. Miller (who had signed the card Maureen) had given me. She answered and I told her what had happened and how I felt bad calling without much notice but would love to see her if she was free at all. She said it was no problem and that she totally was. So after a bit of a back and forth on where to meet I said, because I had inconvenienced her, why did I come to the wine bar near where she lived and that was settled. And 2 hours later after a taxi ride to the other side of town I was sitting at the bar when Mrs. Miller (Maureen) walked in. She looked a little different tonight than she had the other day, her short white hair was done nice, she was wearing a short dress that had a low cut V showing a nice cleavage and she certainly had more makeup on. She. It was almost more overwhelming than my conscience. My mind began to wonder questions I dared not think about: How did Jesse and Sarah make love? How did Jesse treat her? Did he ever think of me when he was with her? Had he even seen her lately? As Jesse and I sat on his couch in his cozy apartment, watching the blaring television(nothing was on in particular), my irritation nearly rose to the surface as I struggled to chain the feeling up and distribute it in a mature matter. ‘Jesse,’ I cooed, stroking the side of his beautiful face with my finger. He looked at me and smiled, putting an arm around me. I sighed comfortably and leaned my head against the side of his rippled chest. His leftover cologne was still faintly on his warm skin. ‘You’re so beautiful, you know that?’ He complimented in an easy-going, husky voice, running his fingers through my brown hair. It depleted my irritated feeling but replaced it with a discomfort of how to bring up the subject. I kissed him on the.
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