”“Haha nah, it’s all good champ. Well except for the fact that we both got no pussy tonight. Fuck, and I’m so fucking horny. That bitch got me...all jacked up to fuck.”“Haha yeah. I couldn’t wait in my room any longer. I was gonna jump in.”“Shit…so what are we gonna do?”“I don’t know but I’m horny as hell.”“Me too champ. How bout we have a boys night? What you say?”“I’m down.”“Haha, get it started then.”I pulled off my tshirt and wiggled my jeans and boxers off and jumped into his bed. He kicked. Initially, Vivianna accused him of being paranoid, but after Nukuma took her for the second time she had to confess. Their fucking had been more passionate, more brutal, more intense than she'd ever experienced with her husband and Vivianna realized that she didn't, couldn't and wouldn't live without it.Although it hurt, Fabio didn't make a fuss or caused a scene. He nodded his head, accepting her confession and the conditions she'd laid down if they were to remain married. Vivianna, without. Trudy smiled and laughed nervously, her long straight delicate blonde hanging from the dark blue velvet ribbon she wore over the top of her head. Mindless 'alternative' rock music chattered quietly, unlistened-to from the radio in the background, as the pierced, tattooed, and studded dyke behind the counter forcefully pulled another espresso, loudly steaming the latté creme.Two girls with pink and purple hair, arm-in-arm, awaited their caffeinated confections.Sapphire continued: "And see, what. An open invitation. An invitation for happiness. For love. Love, he loved her so much. He would easily give up everything in his life for her. He had done it once before. Simply walked away from a life. This was more complicated this time. More people would be hurt. And that was something he wasn’t sure he could do. He fell in love with her, and once that began, he let go. He stopped fighting it. It was hard for him to accept that she returned his love with the same passion. Her words.