They are face to face now. Her eyes are full of agony and she yells, “How long have you been fucking THAT BITCH?!”
“Hey, I’m Jay,” he greeted, meeting her at the front desk. He tried to keep his eyes off of her enormous breasts and beautifully rounded hips. He held her gaze to avoid looking at her thin lips, they were covered in a bright fuchsia. What he would give to be slathered in pink.
The therapist waited for Candi and John to provide an answer. Candi looked at John and nodded, giving him the go ahead to speak first – and for her. It was a bad habit she adopted while being with John, she often felt like her voice wasn’t as important.
The phone sings in her hand. Candi jumps, dropping her smartphone in the process. She hadn’t heard that special ring – an 80’s salsa song – in three years.
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