On Valentine's Day, the office was ablaze with red and pink as every partner tried desperately to show their "love" with overenthusiastic and flamboya...nt displays of flowers, cards, balloons and chocolates. Perhaps they just wanted to have sex later and had concluded that an opulent show of love would make their lovers more compliant. I tried to remember what I did for my wife, but couldn't. All I knew, is what everyone could see, was that my desk was bare.The girls didn't draw attention to it,. Leyla next to Fatma and his son Idriss next to his father.I started talking like nothing has happened before, questioning his wife with the following: Tell me, is this muslim cuck next to me on the left any use in this house? Does he treat you well? She looks and me and looks down at her food. I told her to not be scared and to just tell me. She continues on saying that he always insults her because my food is not good enough for him or my make up is not good enough for him. I turn, look at him. He fucking lied about it all along, I kid you not! Sorry, guess I still have a little rage left over from the marriage. More than I thought," Michelle blushed as she threw the empty apple pie pocket so far that accidentally hit a stranger in the ass. She ducked for a second to keep the victim from seeing her face."Yeah, you're still in love with Charlie. Don't feel bad about it. That's perfectly normal. The pain is still too fresh. I was the same way about Ty for the longest time, as I recall.. "Oh, boy. Danger! Danger, Will Robinson!"His smile widened. "We're about ten seconds from having sex. If that doesn't suit you, I suggest you might want to get moving."Part of me wanted to run for the bathroom right then, but I forced myself to consider his statement. Did I want to have sex with him? The heat low in my belly was quick to assure me I did. Add to the equation the fact that he'd also taken a bullet for me. If any man deserved a good screwing, it was him, and it had been so long.I.