I remember how I caught them. I had heard a beep from an incoming text. We have the same brand of phones, so I picked it up. Quickly, I realized it was not my phone, but before I set it down, I noticed the text was from my sister. I was confused. Why would Debbie text David? I opened the phone record. My heart dropped. There it was in front of me. I thought this couldn’t be real, but after reading the conversation over, I realized they were having an affair. I sat for an hour thinking about my cheating husband while shivering and waiting for my rescuer that never came. Option two was to go seek help. The only sign of life I saw was the flashing sign at the end of the block. I cinched up my robe and stepped out of the car. A cold wind hit my exposed face and it felt like a thousand icicles. I thought, why couldn’t he at least cheat on me in the summer? As I approached the flashing sign, I saw that it read, Ricky’s Bar and Grill. There were several motorcycles parked at the entrance of. Elizabeth looked them over. What the fucking hell? They were all hot, but she had expected that. Twins! Motherfucker. The right wing one downed a second shot while the left wing one glared at her sister. How many sluts does this guy need? No. This was never about need. How many coins were left?Elizabeth forced her smile and looked up. It was clear the center girl, the non-twin was already bound to Owen. Jewel, Tamara had named her. The fire in Jewel’s brown eyes and the swing in her round hips, she was horny as fuck. She was pretty, big-titted, and brown haired. Tamara’s ex must have a type. Jewel was a handful of years younger than Tamara and Owen. Maybe a little older than Elizabeth. Compare Tamara, Jewel’s breasts were a size larger and her brain was a dozen IQ points lower. Elizabeth made an educated guess on the brains based on how excited she looked.The twins were hot too! Blondes, but the one on Jewel’s left had a thick under layer of green and blues to tell them apart. They.
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