... Shit. Whatgave me away?" Betrayed, violated, yes I suppose a little of each. It was a bunch oflittle things. Gestures, phrases, your stance. Then ...s you stood to gothat night the way you spoke and stood there, it was a dead ringer forPete. My ex. Um, then the way you looked at me and went pale. You justturned and left. I knew. And you knew I knew. I was angry. You'd trickedme into believing something that wasn't real. I watched as you walkedaway hugging yourself. It suddenly occurred to me. The plum colored head of Joey’s spear, a match for the fading sunset, pushed through the portals of his mom’s secret petals, the bay of birth was private no longer, as the perfect heir pierced where only before his Pater had explored. It sank into the warm liquid depths, stone solid prick of pride in putting it to his beautiful mother. He withdrew the shaft and thrust again, it felt so good; again, again. The rhythm of the rucking couple repeated and echoed off the rocks. The slapping of. I hadn't even known she was applying for goddam jobs. She'd finished her doctorate in the summer, been working part time in Starbucks while she wondered what to do next, so I guess I'd half expected it, but not yet. Hell, I knew she had some money saved: wasn't as if she had to go find a career right away, leave me high and dry. I sighed and squeezed her ass in a reassuring kinda way. Maybe she'd visit some, maybe she wouldn't. Sure smelled like the end of a chapter though.She was looking at me. I tried to be sarcastic, but my voice was too sultry. A need, an urge to do something wild had returned. The primal, carnal part of my being surfaced. Lust is a deadly sin; and I am a guilty sinner. I turned my back and tried to pull myself together. I tried to tell myself to be good and not to give into the sweet temptation that stood only inches away from me. My pulse pounded in my ears, goose bumps raced up my spine. I could feel Ben’s eyes on me, boring into me with a predatory look. His.