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"You know you really should come dressed," she told me looking up at me as I walked over, pulling a chair out at the table sitting down across from he.... Boobs obviously on display though she again purposely averted her eyes."Why? Steven and Danny have left already ... just us girls," I said smiling sipping my coffee. Wondering as I did, what she was planning on telling me, and hoping that I could quickly deflect whatever reservations she obviously had."We need to talk." Obviously, though you. After the shower, she emerged looking refreshed. But, she was again dressed in her filthy clothes; I'd be getting her some new stuff. The food arrived just in time. I paid the delivery boy and spread the Styrofoam takeout containers on the table. I'd set the coffee maker up some minutes before and it was almost done brewing; it smelled good.We looked at each other, and I wondered about her past, why she was on the streets, where her family was. So I asked."Where's your family?' I said, sipping. " We continued our normal conversation, all the while passing our increasingly suggestive notes back and forth. There was an impenetrable wall between the two. In our table talk, there was no hint of the erotic events unfolding in our notes. "What color panties are you wearing?" I wrote. "Pale yellow. And you're making them wet." "I'm so anxious to see them on you. I bet they smell divine. And taste even better." Our salad arrived. I placed it between us. With our forks we fed each other. As. “But I need to think. Let’s go.”We drove slowly and wordlessly to her place. I didn’t even look at her while we drove. Arriving, I didn’t even try to kiss her, our usual wont. I just waited for her to get out and go up to her apartment. She opened the car’s door, but turned to me for a final word.“Julian, I am not betraying you. I’m not,” she said. I turned to look at her. I nodded. She got out and went inside. I didn’t drive off, not immediately. But then, after a few minutes, I did.I had to.
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