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Definitions – (Chapter: [1]Shame:A state of dishonor caused by an awareness of inadequancy)
"I’m done, in fact Spence I’ve been done with the shit for a while, I dunno if you’re PMSing or whatever but I really don’t have time for it right now" that’s exactly what I barked at her two minutes ago. Now though, she was ontop of me,both of us heavy breathing. Amazing how quickly things can go from tense to,well,loose. I released my grip from her hips and she moved off of me. I smiled, angry sex, I’ll have to remember to cross that off of my ‘Spencer sex list’, makeup sex had just been crossed off last week. I guess you could say Spencer and I had been having our typical problems latley.
I mean geez, I know I’m experienced…ok I’m a fuck away from mastering the art of seduction,one night stands, and complete and total promiscuity. But, I moved on from that but it was still very apparent that Spencer hadn’t really caught onto that. You’d think that after seven faithful months,things would be different about how this stunning blonde felt about me. I guess a relationship was what we both wanted, but how we would deal after we were in the relationship, neither of us had really given any thought to. "Sorry I flipped out" she turned to me and gave me half of a smile while draping her exhausted hand over my waist, while leaning her head on my shoulder. "Spencer, look I really love you but I don’t want trust to be an issue between us." I said calmly but stern soso that she knew I wasn’t joking. "It won’t be,look it’s just when Erin called you…I guess I got all paranoid"


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