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more.”
    She kissed me and pulled back. “You’re sweet.”
    I grinned, listening, waiting for the phone to chime.
    It didn’t ring.
    I patted her butt, a playful gesture.
    Tammy shook it and winked.
    I put my arm around her waist.
     

Chapter Sixteen
     
     
    At dusk, I turned onto another street.
    “I took a lot of pictures. It was fun.”
    “Great.”
    Tammy blurted, “This is a fancy area. Do you live around here?”
    “Yes.”
    “Awesome.”
    I pulled into the long driveway.
    Tammy’s eyes opened wider.
    I laughed, enjoying her reaction, and parked by the front door.
    We hopped out.
    Tammy glanced to the right and left. “It’s fantastic, like a dream.”
    I smirked, pleased by her comment, and opened the front door.
    Tammy entered, boot heels clicking on the marble floor. Then she spun around, gaping. “I’ve never been inside a mansion. How do you afford the rent?
    “I own it.”
    “You’re kidding.”
    “No.”
    She sat on the couch, a bewildered expression on her face.
    I smiled.
    Tammy spread both legs, testicles dangling, a sexy sight. “I’d like to stay all night.”
    “ Stay as long as you like.”
    She stood, eyelids fluttering. “I don’t want to get on your nerves.”
    “You won’t.”
    Tammy’s eyes darted back and forth. “Cool.”
    “If you’re unhappy here, feel free to leave.”
    Tammy unzipped her cat suit.
    I removed the prick.
    Tammy lay on her back.
    I stooped, shoved my penis inside, and pumped. My thrusts jerked her butt off the carpet. Soon we reached a smooth rhythm, sweating.
    Tammy blurted, “Honey…”
     
    I pulled out, hair soaked, and kissed her breasts.
    She wrapped her legs around my waist, and stroked my hairy chest. “You love screwing me.”
    “Yes.”
    “Do it any time.”
    I shoved my dick in.
    “Oooh, nice. Fuck your bitch, honey.” Her cell phone rang. “Damn.”
    I frowned. “Are you going to ignore it?”
    “It could be Dr. Haar. He said I might have to take eye drops.”
    I paused, disappointed.
    “Hello.
    “Yes, I’m Tammy.” She paused, a frustrated expression on her face. “Wow. Thanks for telling me.” She hung up.
    I scowled. “Was that Jane or the motorcyclist?”
    She glowered. “Nope.”
    I frowned. “Who was it?”
    Her face tightened. “I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
    “Why not now?”
    “It will ruin our evening.”
    “Are you seeing someone else?”
    “No. I love you, nobody else .”
    I gritted my teeth.
    “Please, be patient.”
     

Chapter Seventeen
     
     
    I parked in front of my old apartment. Tammy wanted to remove all her belongings, take them to my home.
    She exited and walked toward the front door, me next to her.
    It opened. Inside, Jane scowled. “Tammy, where have you been?”
    She frowned. “Not here.”
    Jane blurted, “That’s bullshit.”
    Tammy blinked, didn’t say a word, went past her, and picked up clothes.
    I grabbed others and put them in a suitcase.
    Jane glared at me.
    I offered a forced smile, back tensed, worried.
    Jane snapped, “Tammy, what are you doing?”
    She stuffed clothes into a bag, didn’t answer.
    Jane barked, “Talk to me.”
    Tammy glanced at her, flinching, and shoved a cat suit into a suitcase.
    “You can’t move out.”
    Tammy winced and grabbed a blanket.
    Jane stooped, a frustrated expression on her face. “Come on, tell me what’s up.”
    She shook her head, then rose, a bag and suitcase in her hands, and walked toward the door, me next to her.
    Behind us, Jane shouted, “This is crazy!”
    Tammy placed her belongings in the backseat, sat in the car, and closed the door.
    I started the engine.
    Jane crouched, facing Tammy. “I don’t want it to end like this.”
    Tammy glanced at her, then looked straight ahead, eyes moist. “You slept with Gina and didn’t tell me.”
    Jane blurted, “Who told you that?”
    “She did.”
    Jane raised her voice, “We can work this out.”
    Tammy shook her head. “Our relationship is over.”
    “You need to be more