Roger came inside of her and she slid off and smoothed down her skirt.
She watched him grab a towel from his desk and wipe off his dick.
"Why do you do that?Do I make you feel dirty? I can't stand when you do that,man."
"It's nothing,Brail,just a nervous habit."
Her glance fell on the picture of a smiling Stephanie on top the bookshelf behind him.
"You tell her yet?"
"I can't, honey, I told you how delicate the situation is.If I divorce her now she'll take me to the cleaner's.You gotta be patient."
"Fuck,Roger, sometimes I think you're just leading me on."
Somewhere in the streets of Los Angeles below a radio was blaring "Summer in the City."
The news last night had reported strange UFO sightings in the sky and a wildfire was raging in Van Nuys.
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