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I look at the glass of wine that I haven't touched since the beginning of the evening with a distant look. Suddenly, I feel a hand pass from my neck to my back. It is a woman, her hands are very thin.
I turn around with an incredulous look: it's Marita.
I almost choked on my whiskey when I saw her.
Me: Oh no! You can't be serious!
Marita: How?
Me: Well (pointing at Anthony) look at the way Anthony is staring at us. That guy is crazy about you. I'm not the one for you.
Marita: I...
Me: If you're so stubborn, I won't be able to do anything with you other than sleep with you and get bored.
In her eyes there is amazement. She can't believe that I am so direct with her, that I don't go through the motions.
She waits a few minutes but decides to leave.
I take a breath and retu
