This sounded fine to me. Seeing the town where Marcie lived, getting out of the house, having Marcie point out the sights, and getting out of the hous..., appealed to me. When I found out she was talking about horseback riding I balked, saying I had never been on a horse. Marcie saw that I was adamant about not wanting to experience something new."Okay, we'll go for a run. I know you can run," she teased. This idea suited me fine.I complimented Mrs. Cochran on the lunch and we made our. She was ruthless, calculated and driven. She was that light breeze that you’d never expect to rip a door from its hinges, she was a hurricane at its most lethal stage, wreaking havoc and disassembling anyone who got in her way. She was raw energy, with an overly, congested mind and a body too restless to even get a good night’s sleep Tempest had been born with an empowered sense of self that only a tornado could shake. She was also gifted with a remarkably high intelligence that heightened her. "Well what do you think?" I'm stunned andhave no idea how to answer. 'Surely she doesn't know,' I think to myself."Who's that for?" I ask. "You," she confidently tells me in a tone that'sclear she knows, "it's time you put your money where your mouth is." What?!" I quick respond but as I'm about to continue she holds up herphone with my post on the screen. It's true, I did want to wear the dressbut I definitely didn't want anyone to know nor did I want to wear it infront of anyone.The thought. Suddenly I realized two things: yes I could, but I wouldn't last until retirement. She had made her position clear up front — no man was going to tie her down as she tried to climb as high up the corporate ladder as she could. Not that I could tie her down what with already being married, but I would be baggage none the less. I was her current fuck toy and nothing more. The operative word there was 'current.' At that moment I knew that I was on my way out the door anyway and the only question.
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