“I heard you.”“You what?”“I said I fucking heard you, you fucking vile horndog,” she spat.Shit.She had.Realization descended upon my fevered brain like a cold blanket of snow.She’d heard me, she’d truly heard me.I wondered if she had left the bed and come looking for me too, or if she’d just contented herself with listening to me do all that.I prayed for the latter.“If you try anything, I will bite it off you, got it? I’m not your slut.”She looked like a damn Medusa, with her curls going every which way about her head. And her eyes, her eyes were so full of cold fury. Like the mythical woman, Kate had managed to turn me into a stone statue. I was holding my breath, waiting for her to deliver the finishing blow, but she kept on and on about her precious cunt and new, better morals.So if she was warning me to stay off her, to not attempt to fuck her, instead of throwing something else, far more damning at me, then she didn’t know.She didn’t know.I could breathe again.Shit.Shit, that was. She stains the bed, her clothes from all the breast milk." said Tony. "You need to lighten up." I said. "Yeah man." said Oscar. "Go easy dude." said Dave. "Listen you guys don't have to see her all day. She just not attractive anymore." said Tony. "Shuffle up and deal." I said. We played two more hands before I won all the chips.I drove home thinking about Samantha all night. I felt bad for her being with her husband Tony. I knew she would have negative issues with her body from him. I was pretty sure he already brain washed her in feeling bad about herself. She had her head hung down when she walked passed us last night at he dinning room table. I had a feeling she just needed some encouragement. Someone to brighten her day maybe. I did not have to go to work today. I called work to push all my appointments back a day. Plus it was cold and snowing. No one goes to work in Baltimore when it snows. I parked my SUV across the street. I had on some jeans. A white t-shirt. Some tan hiking.
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