Desire (1)

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Santa Barbara, California
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*kristi

I came home on a Saturday morning  it was Micheal's birthday so I wanted to surprise him with a microphone and his own little studio to record his singing and start making music, I was already thrown off because when I pulled up to our house,his car was parked in the driveway and he told that he was out with his sister Janet. So I had loudly called his name and I heard movement upstairs in one of the rooms.. that's when everything started to click in my head

        "So what happened when you got upstairs" Delores said  (my Therapist)

                "When I got up there.. I opened the door and I couldn't believe my eyes. i saw my own husband fucking my blood sister"

         "And did you kick his ass out" she said to me

"Ya damn right.. even though I loved him dearly I still wanted him out my fucking house" i expresses

There's no telling where he is right now

"Our time is up for today miss. Langston, see you tommorow?"She said getting up

I slowly got up and shook her hand.

"Yes at 8... have a wonderful rest of the day" I smiled and walked out of her office

I walked to my car and drove over to the bar. I needed a drink to get a lot of shit off my head. The stress with my husband and everything.. it's just a lot

I have so much on my fucking mind

I pulled into the bar and I got out and grabbed my small little wallet.

When I walked in the place, it smelled like titties and ass, yeah I know tragic right?

I sat down and asked for some whiskey. I looked and saw a man standing at the back of the club directing his finger for me to come his way.

I slowly walked off

"Kristi your whiskey" the bartender yelled m

"Hold off please" I said pointing my finger at him

I walked to the back and followed behind him and walked me to the private room and there stood Michael with his feet propped up on the table

"Kristi...I'm so happy to see you" he said eagerly

I put my wallet on the table and i took my jacket off.

"Go ahead Kristi get comfortable and sit beside me.. Come on" he sat patting beside him

I unbuttoned my blouse and walked over by him and sat down. I rubbed my hands up and down his shirt and stuck my hand in his boxer. I shifted himself and grabbed onto my arm

"Kristi stop it" he said

"I mean you liked it when you were fucking that 18 year old whore in our bed

"I MESSED UP" he jumped and ripped his tie off

I layed back and laughed

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