“Hello,” I say as I sit on the bed, trying not to sound as if I was just woken. ”You home?” I hear a warm voice coo down the line, I almost cl...ap at the joy that envelops me, sleep all forgotten. “Yes, am home Noni, you at work?” I ask, smiling, not even realizing that she can’t see my smile. “Nope, am outside your gate, would you be a darling and come open it for me? And why do you even have to lock the place up during the day?” “I don’t know, I think its just out of habit,” I say, still. I showered, put on a sexy dress, and went out to meet Dexter. We met at Loews, the big movie theater in downtown Boston. Dexter arrived, wearing a black leather jacket over a red shirt and blue jeans. He looked totally hot. We went in. I offered to split the bill. And Dexter let me. I was surprised. Many times, the female half of the pair offers to pay but the male half doesn’t let her. Well, this time, I had to foot the bill. I paid my half of the twenty bucks for two tickets. We went into the. ”I didn’t wait for her to finish and leaned over to her, caressing the back of her neck with my hand, and passionately kissed her. There was reluctance at first, but that vanished into a wave of intensity. I pulled back slightly and touched my forehead to hers.I softly spoke, “Of course she’s fucking right. Justine, you need to trust me tonight. I don’t think I’ve led you astray throughout this entire strange journey of the last two weeks, right? Trust me?”She leaned back into me and. Even if I sometimes have to cheat a little by wearing heels. ‘My eyes, by the way, do that brown-to-green shift that’s gotten me labeled as hazel-eyed for my whole life. As to the body below those eyes, let’s just say I’ve got at least a good-sized handful each between my chin and my navel, and I have been known to draw some appreciative whistles from men walking behind me. Which is terribly sexist. And flattering.’ I am married, but I love to flirt. The company I work for is a worldwide agency.