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I finally got to the table, bent down to grab the little piece of paper, and unfolded it - when I saw what was written on it, my jaw dropped. I rubbed my eyes, not believing what I just read in front me. I reread it carefully. It was written: we really enjoyed the time we spent with you. Don't take it personally, it was your last. I felt completely numb. My heart accelerated and blood started to rise up in my head. I threw my body into the sofa and laid down. I thought maybe they meant it as a joke. No it can't be a joke. Why did they do that to me after that wonderful night? Did I do something wrong?
No. It didn't do anything wrong. Maybe I neglected something. What? Shit! I tapped my forehead twice. What am I gonna do now without them ? I created a strong bond with them. I started feeling a slight headache because my mind was flooded with so many thoughts. I sprang up from the sofa, making my way into the kitchen. As I walked I felt there was no life in me. I leaned against the counter for a while, and grabbed the bottle plus a cup. I quickly took a big gulp. I was really mad at myself. How could I allow them to manipulate me like that? I was being a jerk. Shame on me ! Who could it be else? I recollected myself and went back to living room.

I sat and took the remote control from the table. I turned on the tv, flicking through the channels, but I couldn't find anything interesting to watch. I know what I'm gonna do, I can't stay in this house any longer.

I walked out the door and closed the door behind me. I put my both hands in my pocket and walk around the block. While I was looking down the pavement. I didn't see her coming, I bumped into her, and her dog bit me in my left arm. Before I knew it, her dog was on top of me. She quickly yanked it back. I was scared to death, looking at the wicked dog. I got up and dusted off. She held my bleeding arm with her smooth hand. Oh I'm so sorry sir! Let's go to my place so I clean it up and put a bandage on it" She gestured the location of her house. " I live down there." "Ok no problem", I said. At least I'm gonna have a company. Her brown eyes were fixed on me- I got goosebumps, and I was in a transe, contemplating her beauty. She had tiny eyes, a chiseled face.

She blessed me with a pretty smile with her plump lips. She wore a black tank top and black baggy. Her hair was tucked into a ponytail. As I looked over at her my eyes rested on her cleavage. Wow ! Big boobs - I have another reason to follow her. I'm dying to bury my face between theses boobs.
Hey! hey ! Are you ok ?, she asked with her soft voice. I came to my senses. " I'm fine" she held out her smooth hand."my name is Elena"
I'm Eric Dwain, and we shook hands.

We walked down the street for about five minutes or more. When we arrived at her place, she took the key under the door mat and opened the door. She moved her body to the side to let me in. I stepped in, Then She closed the door. The interior decor was beautiful. I saw Pink drapes on the big window in the living room, and big pending yellow lights hanging on the ceiling. I could tell she was so fancy- she incorporated pieces of the homeowners' antiques collection in her living room featuring greens and golds. Framed prints are paired on either side of the bay window. A large ornate mirror reflects light, making the room appear larger.

As I stepped inside, the warmth of the space enveloped me. The soft glow from the yellow light cast a cozy ambiance, making the pink drapes shimmer gently in the light. The rich greens and golds of the antique pieces added a touch of elegance, each item telling its own story.

The framed prints flanking the bay window caught my eye-vibrant landscapes that seemed to transport you to another world. The ornate mirror not only amplified the light but also created an illusion of depth, inviting exploration. I could sense her personality in every detail, a blend of sophistication and comfort.

"Make yourself at home," she said with a smile, gesturing toward a plush sofa adorned with colorful cushions. I took a seat, feeling instantly at ease in this beautiful sanctuary she had created. The atmosphere was infused with her style, a perfect reflection of who she was.