God, was that what she wanted? Why was her mind doing stupid stupid things like thinking about Ali? All the way over in the car, she’d been thinking...about Ali’s shaky voice and her anger. God damn this stupid stupid guilt.“Tricia, what are you doing here?”She looked up to him with a small smile, “I ha- had to see you.”He pulled her in. “Christ, Tricia, you should have texted me. What if I had visitors? Come on, you’ve got to think through these things.”She nodded, “I’m sorry.”“Hey, hey ... it’s. I rose to my feet and picked up my purse and strutted to the bathroom. Slipped off the wig and grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat from my scalp. I replaced the towel and my wig and dabbed away the cum from my face. There wasn’t much and I didn’t have much make up damage. I got into my purse and started to repair my make up. There was a soft knock on the door, and I heard David’s voice ask if I was okay. I replied I was and opened the door. He handed me a cold glass of wine and I smiled thanking. More

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