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April 5, 2016

 

She’s late today.  She normally reaches home around six-thirty, but it is now six-forty five and I swivel the telescope from left to right to take in the whole of the apartment.  But there’s no sign of her.  Fuck, I hope she’s okay.  Perhaps she’s working some overtime.  Then I give a sigh of relief as I see the door opening and she comes into view.  She’s wearing her normal, dark business suit and carrying her briefcase, which she drops on to the chair as she kicks off her heels, leaving them where they land.

 

I can feel the heat rising in me.  My heart is beating a little faster, because I know what is coming.  S...

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