The hot water felt good and I day dreamed about my good fortune.I never been a pussy magnet, but I've had a few, mostly long term relationships, I was... even married once. Now I was happy to be on my own, doing what I want, when I want it; that is until Sam entered my life. As I've said before, she not a pretty girl that men stare at, but there was something about her that attracted me. Her perfect body was not obvious at the start for she was dressed in loose clothes. I was at this party given. Bugging the room, naturally, would have been unsporting of her. If she could just drop by and take a look...A text came in with the answer to her problem. Something she’d ordered yesterday was ready for pickup. Helen finished her cup and smiled as she buzzed for Maria. Somehow, drinking cocoa always made her feel like her luck was improving.Maria arrived and collected the cup. “I make good, Contessa?”Helena sat for a moment before answering. “Excellent, Maria. Not perfect. But that’s not your. I had told Jessica that I'd be home around six in the evening but the trip had been quicker than I expected and I was arriving home two hours earlier than that.I parked the van in the barn. Then I got out and walked over and entered the kitchen through the back door. It was open as always during the day. We lived in a modern log cabin down in a hollow in the Ozarks hills.We seldom wore shoes around the house. I slipped mine off beside the kitchen counter, put my keys and phone down where I'd. Afterall we barely knew some basic things about one another. We never met each other’s family and have only known a few friends. We’ve never had any dates (except for the first time we’ve met) and the only romantic situations we’ve been in only started a few weeks after I’ve settled in my apartment (which was quite recent). We would have sex at an almost daily pace, but barely ever had a romantic scene.So to give her some guidance, I told her “If you’re currently in love with someone, who isn’t.
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