”“What? That makes—”“I told you, didn’t I? I told you she’d had some bad experiences. Well, I wasn’t just talking about sex. Her last ...oyfriend was, and pardon my French, an absolute fucking shit. He treated her like dirt. He cheated on her more than once. He was horrible. So as you can understand, she’s wary of getting into another bad relationship.”“She’s wary? Fuck me, Gen, does she think I’m like that? Does she think—”“Right now, until someone proves differently, she thinks all men are like. ......."She looked down at the bump protruding and said "Oh sorry, were you busy, did I interrupt something? "For a moment it seemed like it could be awkward between them, but Gerald laughed and said, "It's ok, I was having a lay in, no I was getting up late." He said as the towel fell twitched obvious to them both. "Mmmm what's that?" Stephanie asked, looking at Gerald's towel pressing outwards. "You don't have much on do you?" She extended her hand and playfully brushed the bulge in the. She had been visiting her friends in the city, one of whom was a corporate attorney for the company, and she had gone to the party as his date. Bryan had seen her almost as soon as she had walked into the room, and his reaction had been immediate and telling. He smiled as he remembered how he followed her with his eyes everywhere she went that evening, and how he watched to see if there was anything real between her and Guy, the friend with whom she had come to the party. When he saw that Guy. Being a businessman and meeting different people everyday never made me so nervous as I was tonight. “I MARRIED A STRANGER…” I wrote in my Mobile Diary and saved it as I came near the door. Opening the door I entered the room. The whole place smelled beautifully of rose water. Candles lit the whole place. There was my bride sitting on the bed waiting for me. She looked at me slowly. No doubt she was very much beautiful but the thought of moving further brought a deep sadness in my heart.