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If She Had Dragged Him Back To Bed🔥... Would Time Have Changed... 🤔
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If She Had Dragged Him Back To Bed🔥... Would Time Have Changed... 🤔 Weekday mornings were comfortably routine. Her husband, would always leave her with a kiss and a hug ; then he'd smile and promise to text - when he got to work. Things felt different... that morning. She couldn't say why ; there was just, something. It was Friday and raining. Traffic in Montreal would be snarled. He was surprisingly efficient and headed out the door earlier than normal - looking sharper than usual. He was draped smartly in a dark blue suit, a new tie and his favorite cologne ; the one she loved.  The day passed without a word from him. It wasn't the first time he'd been swamped. Yet as the clock struck seven, she'd become generously annoyed. She sent her husband a blunt text, sat in the kitchen and tapped her fingers - impatiently - on the table.  As eight o'clock neared, her anger ... had firmly anchored. "There's no meeting so intense, that he couldn't send a fucking message," she fumed. She called his phone - no answer. She rolled her eyes. And yet... an hour later - concern - had managed to gently nudge her anger to the side. When the doorbell rang, it startled her. "He'd forgotten his keys?" she wondered. Relieved to know he was finally home, she rushed to the door. It wasn't her husband - who greeted her. The policeman who stood there, removed his cap and asked if he could step inside. His words were sparse. There'd been a violent early morning accident with a truck, on a road in Laval. Her husband's car had caught fire. There was nothing, they could have done to save him. She couldn't believe her ears. "This must be a mistake," she thought. She would have screamed... but a question stumbled onto her lips. "What do you mean, the accident was in Laval ?" she asked. "He works in downtown Montreal. He was at meetings all day. What the fuck , was he doing in Laval?" she blurted. "I don't know Ma'am. That's where the accident took place," was all he offered. Her home phone, suddenly rang. "You're mistaken. That's HIM calling," she yelled. She ran towards the living room and grabbed the receiver. There was no one on the line. Minutes later... (after the officer had left), that phone rang once again. Through her tears, she peered at caller ID. Although it was a number she'd never seen, she knew the area code ; it was in Laval. She snatched the phone from its cradle. A woman's voice... hesitant and sobbing... spoke. "Hello...? I know Robert isn't there. I need to speak with you. There's things... I have to tell you. Stuff you need to know... " And then - she heard a dial tone. She held the receiver in her hands, staring at it ; frozen... in disbelief and shock.  The phone began to ring once again. A dull pain bore through her heart. She was in a daze ; unprepared for that call. Her fingers trembled as she cried into her hands, completely confused by what she should do. That phone was relentless... as it chimed. Unsympathetic... as it continued to ring ... and ring... and... .......................................  ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O |
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A minute more... in one direction or the other...? Destiny has its own watch. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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What would that conversation have sounded like? 🤔 Hey... I guess they could always meet up at the funeral and share stories.😶 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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nice blog
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A sad tale of deception with a tragic ending. The clues may have been there but she did not want to believe her ideal marriage was only a sham. Unfortunately, that scenario may be more common than we would like to believe.
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I've thought of this from a different perspective...that of the 'mistress'. How would I never know if he died? Well written story. Emotional. I particularly like the foreshadowing of the news report. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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Goes to show Paul, life can be brief! Plus, thinking about it, guess so many secrets could be revealed when the un-expected happens?!  ..... And always 'hold onto all those sexy thoughts'! (Remember if you feel like taking part in some sexy fun then click here!) Come on Some Sketch Fun And Now How About 39Me39 Watching 39You39 If you39d like that Please Comment - So if you would like - click here as well!
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Such a very sad story, she should of dragged him back to bed as then he might still be alive today, yet he probably would of continued with sorted affair. But then maybe not and now no one will ever know. What a great read this afternoon, sure makes one think. I hope you enjoy the rest of your day..  Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on.. 
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1/13/2020 2:20 pm |
Paul, you do have a talent of telling a story. You keep people interested and looking for the end results. You should write a book of short stories. Mysteries stories.
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"Ever thought of being a detective? 🤔" Funny you should mention that. The first man I dated after my husband passed … you know, the one that lied about being widowed … told me I would've made a great detective. He was a retired Federal marshal and had a hard time dodging the questions I would ask about inconsistencies in his stories (aka his lies) I'm just observant. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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This reminds me of a call years ago I got form a wife. Her husband was on Meelp and we never meet but she was calling me every name in the the book and i just told her your problem is not with me its with your husband and hung up. Well he calls me and tells me how sorry he was and I said yeah and good bye. The Light is shinning and she is lonely and waiting in the darkness. 
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1/14/2020 5:11 am |
A selfish mistress to call his wife and say there is stuff you need to know. No, she doesn’t need to know anything. What she knows is that she lost her best friend the love of her life. Why in the world would you cause more pain and suffering for her? Great post! You got me emotionally invest in this one!!
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This brought up an old ghost for me... About 15 years ago, my brother called me up to tell me his fiance never came home from work and he was worried about her. He lived in Florida, so there really wasn't anything I could do from Michigan other than be there and talk to him. While we were on the phone he saw a news segment talking about a car accident that had happened earlier in the day. A car was hit by a motor home and the passenger in car had been killed, the passenger had not yet been identified by family members. You guessed it. The passenger was his fiance.
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