The Next Morning

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Trisha "Shane? Damn. We overslept." I awkwardly got off from bed, from the best sleep I've had in years. "What? Oh s**t. Sorry, Trish. I'll let myself out. Just need to use your bathroom first." He groggily gets out of bed. His delicious naked body was visible for my view. I imprint the image in my head. Knowing that this was the last time I would see him naked ever again. Twenty minutes later he was gone, didn't even stay for coffee. I felt a slight ping inside me, saying maybe I should give him a chance. The s*x was easily the best I've ever had. I think he just ruined me for other men. Damn him! I finally showered and started the day. The same routine morning coffee, greeting Kyle but this time I tried to find Shane from the line and he was not there. Fuck! Why am I even looking f

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