During dinner, I received another text from an unknown number;
{the park tomorrow at noon.}
My appointment with Doctor Wallowitz is at three, so maybe I’ll stop at the park and see who the mystery person is. At least it’s in a public place, so there would be no danger or harm.
I woke up the next morning with John next to me again. I picked up the beautiful red dress from the floor and walked to the kitchen. I lift the bin’s lid and feel sad for the ruined dress as I toss it away like garbage. After dinner and a few drinks, we came back here, and he tore the dress off me in a moment of passion. You know you had rough s*x when you can barely walk the next day like I am experiencing now. Every muscle is sore and stiff.
Now sitting upright in bed, John took the coffee I handed to him;
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