added.
“Patricia, this is W– Chad McGowan.” Sam pulls back his lips and crinkles the corners of his eyes to reveal the ‘mind-blowing orgasms are guaranteed’ smile.
I throw Sam a smile and a wink when I hear Patricia whimper, happy that the smile landed the desired effect. She gingerly raises and extends her hands to shake his out-stretched hand.
“Uh… I’m uh…I– I–” Stuttering doesn’t suit Patricia well.
I rescue her, knowing the exact feeling Sam has on people. “This is Patricia, Patricia Simpleton.”
Patricia shakes her head, perhaps in hopes of recalling her thoughts before continuing her assault on my life.
Staring at Sam with widened eyes roaming Sam’s body Patricia says, “So, um… this is the husband, then?” Her gaze shifts between his face and crotch.
I shuffle closer to Sam. “No, this is the boyfriend.”
Running his knuckles down my cheek, Sam says, “Correction, I’m the poor, unfortunate soul to take her before she’s thirty. We’ll see how it goes when she gets to the big 3-0, though.” Sam teases Patricia with another heart-jumping smile.
“Well… uh… it is a fact that she doesn’t exactly have the best track record in keeping men, or boys,” Patricia has the nerve to wink at me with that last part. “Who knows what you’re doing with her? I’d invite you to a party I’m throwing next Saturday, but I’m sure you’ll upgrade by that time.”
Deep breaths, Sandra. You can’t kill her with so many witnesses around. Perhaps in the bathroom or parking lot, but not here. I squeeze Sam’s hand in false reassurance that everything’s alright.
With one perfectly groomed eyebrow raised Patricia says, “Did I tell you about my new job, Sandra? Never-the-less, no time like the present. I got the vice-presidency of the department! Imagine me,” She moves her hand as if drawing back curtains to reveal the picture she’s painting. “Patricia Simpleton, in just over a year’s worth of work, the Vice-president of Marketing for S T & P Marketing and Advertising Agency. One of the most prestigious marketing firms in the country.
“You still work at that little place, right? I’m sure with a little hard work, they’ll bump you up the ladder. Maybe a nice secretary or receptionist to somebody important. You’ll get there one day, don’t worry that pretty little head.”
Oh, but if I kill her here and claim self-defence, that could hold up in court, right? No, no, they’ll need evidence. Irrefutable and compelling evidence. But couldn’t I bribe witnesses on my behalf? They like me more than her, that’s a given.
Sam squeezes my hand this time.
“Oh,” Patricia swings her attention to Sam as if now remembering he’s here with us, “You just joined us, I was telling your girlfriend that I just got married.”
Patricia thrusts her left hand in Sam’s face almost slapping him, while laughing instead of apologizing.
Patricia, shifting eye contact with Sam and I, shuffles on her feet. “Oh, we’re also thinking of trying for a baby. Although we’re sure yet. Don’t want to rush off and ruin my figure.” Her hands move to seductively highlight the perfect figure which fills out her snug aqua and burnt orange dress with a way too low dip in the neckline and back.
“I’m thinking of a surrogate. Someone like you would do. It’s not like you’d be ruining anything that isn’t ruined as yet. There’ll be no new stretch marks coming around, I’m sure. But you know how it goes with newlywed couples, can’t get their hands off each other. You’ll find out what that’s like in about ten years’ time, Sandra. It’s absolutely wonderful!”
Sam drops his head back and does a slowly rolls his neck as a smile blossoms. “Would you look at that? We just got married as well.”
Patricia and I simultaneously turn to Sam and in unpractised sync scream: “What?!”
“We,” He further drags me into his side, tightening his hand around my waist,
“Patricia, this is W– Chad McGowan.” Sam pulls back his lips and crinkles the corners of his eyes to reveal the ‘mind-blowing orgasms are guaranteed’ smile.
I throw Sam a smile and a wink when I hear Patricia whimper, happy that the smile landed the desired effect. She gingerly raises and extends her hands to shake his out-stretched hand.
“Uh… I’m uh…I– I–” Stuttering doesn’t suit Patricia well.
I rescue her, knowing the exact feeling Sam has on people. “This is Patricia, Patricia Simpleton.”
Patricia shakes her head, perhaps in hopes of recalling her thoughts before continuing her assault on my life.
Staring at Sam with widened eyes roaming Sam’s body Patricia says, “So, um… this is the husband, then?” Her gaze shifts between his face and crotch.
I shuffle closer to Sam. “No, this is the boyfriend.”
Running his knuckles down my cheek, Sam says, “Correction, I’m the poor, unfortunate soul to take her before she’s thirty. We’ll see how it goes when she gets to the big 3-0, though.” Sam teases Patricia with another heart-jumping smile.
“Well… uh… it is a fact that she doesn’t exactly have the best track record in keeping men, or boys,” Patricia has the nerve to wink at me with that last part. “Who knows what you’re doing with her? I’d invite you to a party I’m throwing next Saturday, but I’m sure you’ll upgrade by that time.”
Deep breaths, Sandra. You can’t kill her with so many witnesses around. Perhaps in the bathroom or parking lot, but not here. I squeeze Sam’s hand in false reassurance that everything’s alright.
With one perfectly groomed eyebrow raised Patricia says, “Did I tell you about my new job, Sandra? Never-the-less, no time like the present. I got the vice-presidency of the department! Imagine me,” She moves her hand as if drawing back curtains to reveal the picture she’s painting. “Patricia Simpleton, in just over a year’s worth of work, the Vice-president of Marketing for S T & P Marketing and Advertising Agency. One of the most prestigious marketing firms in the country.
“You still work at that little place, right? I’m sure with a little hard work, they’ll bump you up the ladder. Maybe a nice secretary or receptionist to somebody important. You’ll get there one day, don’t worry that pretty little head.”
Oh, but if I kill her here and claim self-defence, that could hold up in court, right? No, no, they’ll need evidence. Irrefutable and compelling evidence. But couldn’t I bribe witnesses on my behalf? They like me more than her, that’s a given.
Sam squeezes my hand this time.
“Oh,” Patricia swings her attention to Sam as if now remembering he’s here with us, “You just joined us, I was telling your girlfriend that I just got married.”
Patricia thrusts her left hand in Sam’s face almost slapping him, while laughing instead of apologizing.
Patricia, shifting eye contact with Sam and I, shuffles on her feet. “Oh, we’re also thinking of trying for a baby. Although we’re sure yet. Don’t want to rush off and ruin my figure.” Her hands move to seductively highlight the perfect figure which fills out her snug aqua and burnt orange dress with a way too low dip in the neckline and back.
“I’m thinking of a surrogate. Someone like you would do. It’s not like you’d be ruining anything that isn’t ruined as yet. There’ll be no new stretch marks coming around, I’m sure. But you know how it goes with newlywed couples, can’t get their hands off each other. You’ll find out what that’s like in about ten years’ time, Sandra. It’s absolutely wonderful!”
Sam drops his head back and does a slowly rolls his neck as a smile blossoms. “Would you look at that? We just got married as well.”
Patricia and I simultaneously turn to Sam and in unpractised sync scream: “What?!”
“We,” He further drags me into his side, tightening his hand around my waist,
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