Richard is cleaning the table of the dining room while I'm in the kitchen with Ciara and Marilyn. Marilyn is putting the plates in the cupboard that are washed and dried by Ciara and I who are minding our own business and flirting.
"Bite me," Ciara orders me in her seductive whisper as I put my arms around her waist and hold her close. She puts her arms around my neck and we both have our eyes locked together.
"I bite you?" I flirtatiously ask and she hums in approval.
I smile at her and I begin to softly kiss her neck leaving bite marks. A symbol of how much I care for her. I can see Marilyn eyeing the two of us and has a death glare on her face alright.
"I'm done. I and Richard have to leave now," she says and Ciara and I quit what we're both doing. Making out.
"Okay,thank you for coming over to raise awareness over Zoes disappearance," Ciara tells Marilyn and she nods.
Richard then walks into the kitchen with a cleaning cloth and puts it on the counter.
"Thank you for the food. You sure are a great cook," Richard compliments Ciara who lightly smiles at him.
"Let me escort you out Richard while I ask you something," Ciara tells him and he agrees.
They both walk out of the kitchen leaving Marilyn and I. There is silence and I continue cleaning the dishes.
"Is she better than me?" Marilyn suddenly speaks up asking me a question I'm ready to gladly answer.
"Better? What do you mean better?" I ask her not really answering her question.
"Is it the sex she's giving you that is why you aren't calling me anymore?" She asks angered.
I stop what I'm doing and I turn to look at her,
"Sex? It could be. And mind you,you're the one who told me to stay away from you because you're a married woman," I say and Marilyn walks up to me.
"I made you feel good and not her," she says and I laugh.
"No,I made you feel good. You broke up with me so move on because I have," I lie to her about the moving on part. She scoffs.
"Come over by my house tomorrow and tell me everything I need to know. Ciara doesn't have to know where you'll be tomorrow at 5," she says to me and walks out of the kitchen.
Did I just hear Marilyn say she wants to have sex with me? And we all know what this is.
Fuck,we're getting back together.
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"My MaRiLyn..."
General FictionTimothy Zolanski, a mentally distorted young man moves into a new neighbourhood hoping to start a new life. He then becomes obsessed with a beautiful lady in the neighborhood called "Marilyn". Whom he believes he "thought" into existence through his...
