Rita James
Rita James called him out for coffee. She just couldn’t handle her observations anymore. She had one foot out the door of her marriage anyway. Her brain wanted to hate the guy, or at least dislike him a little bit. But she didn’t. Rita James wanted to be his “In Crowd”. For crying out loud, she just had to try, she had to test those tasty waters. So delectable on her tongue. Rita James slid into her Sunday sweater and skirt, with the slit up one side. Black tights itching to try some new coffee. Rita James was awakening. Maybe it was the caffeine, but she thought it was a sinful new world quaking between her thighs. Rita James finally felt alive as she left her wedding ring behind….on her way for coffee.
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AuthorMolly Roland is a writer by nature, and she enjoys stepping over the invisible lines society loves to draw. Categories |