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Afterwards

Jerald: “There’s no need to play coy.”

Irina: “I’m not coy and I’m not playing.”

Jerald: ”Well, you are defensive. No matter what I say, you try to shut me down.”

Irina:”No. I simply don’t want you to open your mouth. That’s different than being defensive.”

Jerald:”You liked my open mouth when we were on that couch last night. You begged for more.”

Irina:”Don’t confuse drunken lust with any desire for me to converse with you now. It’s time for you to leave.”

Jerald:(glowering) “I thought you liked me.”

Irina:”Because I let you eat me? Honey, I didn’t even reciprocate. I slept. That should say it all.”

Jerald turns to leave, but audibly grunts in despair.

Jerald:”Typical.”

The front door slams shut as he leaves. Irina chortles as sits down on the couch. Her roommate, Kleo, walks in.

Kleo:”That guy left a stink in here. How can you sit on that couch?”

Irina:”My body. My choice.”

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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