We took the lift down again, and whilst we were going down I decided to play my own game. I took her face in my hands and kissed her, our tongues prob...ing at each other, exploring each others mouth. I slowly ran one hand down her body, down past the hem of her skirt. I stroked the inside of her thigh, and ran my fingers across her throbbing pussy.As I felt the lift stop on our floor, I pulled away, smiling, and said, "Two can play at that game darling," and walked out of the lift, leaving her to. ’ ‘Nuh uh, Sydney’s staying in the guest room.’ ‘Then she better have earplugs, or go to a hotel, because there is nothing on this earth stopping me from fuckin’ you so hard the walls rattle.’ Shock registered on my face. ‘Well, no, that just sounds painful.’ He let out a booming laugh and draped his arm around my shoulder. ‘Not the way I plan on doing it, sweetheart.’ He led me in the door and to our table, the usual chant of his nickname ringing throughout the room. Upon our approach,. This email was considerably shorter.My second email read:Subject Line: Disregard my first email.Message:I have condensed the first email to the following.Fuck you. I hope you both rot in hell.PatrickAfter receiving Julie's email and sending her a reply, I began to think about our romance.While at home on my last month long leave like all boyfriends or husbands, I should have known something was going on. Again like all boyfriends or husbands, I was too much in love and trusted my partner to. "Who the hell are you?" he gasped, trying to get his feet under him."Don't matter," I said, "you are discharged, like the lady said. Get your things and go, right now." They owes me," he said, "ain't paid me."I looked at the woman. "I stopped paying when he stopped working," she admitted, standing with feet well apart, hands on hips, the picture of fury.I dug out my fat purse and gave the man two shillings. "Now go," I growled. "And don't come back, not ever unless you want to stay here.