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Rainbow shots are so good. "Marzila," Massimo started to warn me. When we got here I told him I'm getting wasted. Now here I am, getting wasted, taking rainbow shots. Chugging them like they are water, "Marzila," Massimo continues to warn me. I just ignore him, taking the last shots as I look into my husband's eyes.
Raising the glass in the air, as the people around us yell my name. My eyes are crossed as I look at the glass of water that was shoved in my face. He motions to the water, I sigh annoyed. Finally taking it from his hands, drinking it.
Sitting back down on the stool, Massimo does the same. "Hey," I looked at the bartender tag, "Emily, shots of your Hot Damn." I ordered.
I hear someone clear his throat. "I'm having fun, why don't you?" I told Massimo. A girl sat next to him, putting her hand on his thigh. Tonight I didn't have my wedding ring on, Massimo had his ring on. I forgot the simple ring at home, the one I take when I go out. Massimo looked down at the hand, which was now moving up and down. Slight touching his dick.
Emily then came with my Hot Damns. I can taste the whiskey, rum, and vodka with a little orange juice. I just love when it goes down my throat. I comeply ignored what was going on with Massimo and the girl next to him.
Trixie: Good Morning from italy. How's Florida doing you?
Reply: Out with the hub, good morning to you too.
Even though it's not morning. Putting the phone down, taking another shot of my Hot Damn. I turned to where Massimo was sitting. I took his hand, shoving the ring into her face. "His wife isn't her, so." The girl told me. I chuckled, Massimo did his best for her to stop fucking with him. By the look on his face he's annoyed.
I got up from my stool, walking to her side, slowly. My hand ran across Massimo shoulder to his back. "What's your name, Zoccola?"
T: Slut
Massimo takes my hand off him, turning himself around. Taking my body into his hold. "Non, qui, amore."
T: Not here, love.
I wrapped my hands around his neck. "Ma ella toccando quello che è mio." I creases his cheek.
T:But she's touching what's mine.
"Facciamo un gioco, piccola." Now he's got my attention. He pushes me aside roughly. My mouth wide opened by what he's done.
