Marlena came out of the bathroom wearing a white tank top and a pair of skimpy shorts. John's jaw dropped, "Geez if you're not gonna give me any sex, could you at least not look so goddamn sexy?" "Excuse me?" she asked. "You turn me down last night, and the first thing I see …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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