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”“Sit here Mr. Lee, I go inside and look for him,” said I and went inside and came out with tea.He took the tea and asked about my husband. I said that he will be in tour all the month except some days. He placed the empty tea cup on the tea poi and said, “Yours is very clean inside.” He said staring into my blouse.“What”, I exclaimed.“Yours house is very clean I said”, said he.“O.K., where is your wife”, I asked.“I was not married; please get me your son.”I then knew that he will only leave. It was extremely well made, consisting of a smooth light wooden shaft, feathers for fletching, and a vicious-looking metal arrowhead. I also noted a nock carved in the end of the wooden arrow to secure it to the bowstring. The arrowhead looked as though it was crafted from a piece of a spaceship hull, likely from another craft that had crashed here. Both the arrowhead and fletching were secured to the arrow with carved grooves and some sort of adhesive resin.I stared at the arrow for a long. I was in very serious trouble here, and I absolutely loved it. The girl was smitten, and I just could tell the fact. Then again, I thought that I might easily for her as well. I briefly escaped to the shower, only to have the luscious blonde follow me into the hot water. Her wet skin felt soft and smooth against mine. She had utterly seduced me, body, heart, mind, and soul. It was time to stop pretending to myself. We were lovers in every sense of the word. I, Ralph Henry Walker, was in love. "We do have our little secrets," she said as she brushed a lock of my hair back. I handed the silky underwear back to her and she swept it from my fingers and turned to go."Ta," she looked at me again in an appraising manner that sent a shiver up my spine. "Same time next week." I was tongue tied as she shut the door.Marge came over for coffee that next week. She was her old self chatting away about the neighbors as if nothing had happened. I, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck, dreading.
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