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Between four walls
This has been going on for almost a year… I tried to end it a few times but I
always find myself back in her bed wishing for it not to end. Lately, our secret
encounters have been fervent. We met at a sorority party last fall when my
girlfriend Sarah and I decided to take a week apart from each other. Things were
not going to well for us so we thought diverting was probably the best thing if we
wanted our relationship to work. Sarah was my crony soul mate, or so that’s what
I thought. I was a fuck up in high school and I never thought I’d be going into a
university if it wasn’t for her. She’s amazing. She’s smart, noble; I used to tell her
she had a heart of sugar. Unfortunately I didn’t love her anymore. About eight
months ago during my break from Sarah, I decided to be stoical about the situation,
I got dressed with my favorite attire and I was out the door to a party two dorms
down. The party was kind of lame, so I grabbed a beer from the table and I sat in
the couch. As I drank my cold beer, I looked around as a scavenger for a pray to
take me home tonight. Abut me sat a gorgeous tall and gaunt burnet. She was so
beautiful that for a second I forgot about my 5 year old relationship. I wanted to
start conversing with her but I had no idea what to say. I wanted to be perceptible
by her. I gathered enough courage to say something to her. In fact, I even opened
my mouth to speak when my roommate George yelled out my name and walked to
me. “Mike! So goof to see you here!” he said and then turned to the cryptic soul

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