Simone has been avoiding me like I am the exorcist or something. Maybe it's for the best, but it's Thursday already, and if we've had five sentences between us since Saturday night, that's a lot. I have so many things I want to tell her, and I miss being invited to their jog. They had dinner together yesterday and didn't invite me. I want to tell her about my projects. I owe it to her. She was the one who turned me on to these businesses. I am thrilled that I have a paycheck to look forward to.
The weekend approaches, and still, we don't hang out. I feel like I miss her. I know that sounds stupid because I live in the same house with her, but she has been avoiding me. If she sees me around, then she takes off.
I throw myself into spending time with Tina. Each time I am intimate with her, I feel so guilty. I make love to her imagining it is Simone. There are moments in our lovemaking that I see her face rather than Tina's. I know this is wrong on so many levels, but it's not like I'm intentionally doing this. I don't even want to feel this way about her. This is my uncle's wife. How do I even get around that? It simply can never be for Simone and I, yet I feel like I want to be with her. Even if my logic is telling me to forget her, my heart doesn't.
I make it clear to Tina that this is just casual. I explained to her that I am not looking for anything serious, and she is ok with that. She makes no demands, so I feel like we are on the same page.
It's Wednesday of a new week already, and still, nothing. I feel a bit desperate. I do the unconventional thing and pick up the phone to call Gladys.
"Hi, stranger," she answers.
I smile just hearing her voice. She is a cool person.
"Hi, Gladys. How are you?"
"Well, since you stopped being so business minded enough to stop and call me, I can't complain. What about you?"
"It's not like that. As a matter of fact, that's why I called. Kinda miss hanging out with you girls. Uhm... this Saturday. Me, you, and Simone. Rock climbing, followed by a nice picnic? What do you say?"
"Omg! I say, yes, yes, and yes!"
Great! It worked.
"Now, get Simone to say yes."
"Oh! She's going!"
We end the call, and I feel this feeling taking over. I know it's wrong to get to her like that, but she won't even give me a chance to see her.
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Olivia
De TodoPhillip offers for his lesbian niece to stay with him for a while. His wife was skeptical about it, but soon agrees with her husband's decision. Will Olivia prove to be a pleasant tenant in their home? Will she straighten up, and get things right?
