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Then they both fell silent, very nervous about how to continue. After all, last time we spoke it was after... The Kiss, Laura thought, satirizing it a little in her mind.She felt Sholandra's eyes on her as she tried to seem indifferent. "You've been avoiding me," Sholandra said, very quietly, almost so softly it could not be heard, which was not her style at all.Laura smiled curtly. "On the contrary, it's the other way around." Oh really. You said you'd forget what happened in the car."The pulse beat in Laura's throat. "How could I forget it?" she barely breathed, almost inaudibly.The door of the elevator opened. They stepped out into the dimly-lit, gasoline-fumey garage."I haven't forgot it either," Sholandra murmured, glancing at Laura, not meeting her eyes squarely.They walked in the same direction. Laura stopped."My car's right here," she pointed."Could you drive me to mine? I'm... afraid. After that night, you know."Laura nodded. It was torment being next to the girl, wanting to. She was planning on divorcing him as soon as the girls turned eighteen in a few months, and then he'd be free to find someone he could be happy with; she really did wish that for him. For herself, she was in love again just not with her husband. Not since high school had she felt about a boy or man like she did about Julius.True Julius could not provide the kind of living that Marvin had provided for her, but she'd get enough from the divorce settlement to make up a lot of the difference. Still, she had to be careful; this was not a "no fault" state. If caught in adultery she could be lost financially; hence, she never did anything with Julius unless her husband was out of town. What he didn't know would hurt no one, she reasoned.She did feel some regret, for what she planned to do to her husband; he had been a good man in all respects except for two things; one, he was lousy in bed. And, his skinny little weenie no longer satisfied her, not since she'd experienced Julius' very thick.
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