The days of you loving me were over, and you just let me into your bed to use me for your own pleasure. Don’t get me wrong, I was fine with that too... But I always preferred it when we made love. You know why. You know precisely why. It’s been nearly two years since we last even spoke with each other. Things ended badly. It’s hard to be friends, then become lovers, and then try to go back to being just friends. Especially when one of the lovers is married. So things ended. And now, two years. Then you can just toss what you don't eat in the fridge for me." "ok, sounds good. Our usual?" "of course, wouldn't have it any other way" He chuckles "See you in about four hours, it is gonna take me until tomorrow to get there at this rate" alright, drive safe. Love you. and thanks again babe" "love you too, ya doof" She heard the line disconnectShe throws her phone in her purse and swears under her breath. This ruined her hopes for the night. Her assistant manager, a well known slut, kept. Up until her senior year, she’d had mediocre grades, and a record of trouble - drugs, general disobedience ... clearly she was very much the wrong sort of girl for Courtney’s brother.And then her senior year, suddenly she’d become a perfect student - straight A’s. And if there was more legal and discipline trouble, there was no record of it. She’d even gotten into a prestigious university, which seemed absurd given her prior grades. She’d deferred admission, however - Courtney assumed that was. So, please do take care of her. Please extend her help, whenever she required. Most of all, look after her security’. I said, ‘Sure, why not? It is my duty and will be happy to do it. Come now, let us go, otherwise, you will be late.’ He requested Sheela to accompany us to the airport. I offered to use my car, to which he agreed.When he went inside the airport, we started returning home. I put on some music. Sheela, who was sitting in the rear seat while coming, now sat besides me. Since our.