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needed her to be completely his in every way.
                  Quickly he found his way under her sweater to unclasp her bra, and moved to lift her arms.  Obediently she raised them, threw her sweater off, and moved to unbutton his shirt.  The thought of where he was staying, couch or bed, was quickly answered, as they stumbled into the bedroom and began fumbling to undress one another.
                  “Are you sure?” Timothy panted between kisses.
                  Chastity stopped long enough to look him deep in the eyes, and pull him down on the bed.  “I’m surer of you than anyone I’ve ever known in my entire life.”
                  That was all he needed to hear, before starting to unbutton his jeans … that and the sound of the door opening in the next room.
                  “What the …” Timothy asked before jumping up to pull his pants up.  “Someone’s coming in your apartment!”  He whispered excitedly.
                  From the bedroom, Chastity could hear clearly who it was, and sunk down into the mattress with disappointment. She heard David’s voice coming from the other room, talking to whom she could only assume was his wife, Terri, on his cell phone.
                  “Nope, she’s not here.  I’m just going to leave her flowers on her kitchen table.  Ok, so if you got the bottle than bring it on up.  It will be a great surprise for her to get her favorite wine and a bouquet.” 
                  Timothy quickly jumped off Chastity’s bed in fit, fumbling with the zipper on his jeans.
                  “Oh man…that’s David.” Chastity groaned, starting to explain.  Before she could, Timothy mistook her horrified look as one of guilt.
                  “You have some other guy in your apartment?  Leaving you flowers?”  Timothy said, just loud enough for David to realize he was not alone in Chastity’s new apartment.
                  “No, let me explain.”  Chastity tried to cut in, while clutching the sheets with one hand and frantically trying to find her bra with the other one.  It was in that moment that it dawned on her. 
                  My sweater is in the other room …with David!
                  It was also in that same moment that David saw her sweater, lying crumpled on the floor, and realized what he’d walked into.
                  “Um, Chastity?” David called through the closed bedroom door.  He hesitated, before calling out again; now knowing his friend must be topless.  “Chastity…if Timothy wants to come out here and get your sweater for you, I can explain.”
                  Timothy looked at Chastity.  Everything hurt.  She’d lied to him.  She’d been seeing someone here this whole time.
                  “I flew all the way out here. How could you?” He asked in anger.
                  He turned to leave the room to fetch her sweater, and so he could size up his competition, leaving Chastity fuming and half dressed. 
                  “How could I?” She asked herself, fuming over his reaction.  “How could I?” She yelled a little louder.  She pulled her dresser open, searching for a suitable top to storm out in the living room to give Timothy a piece of her own mind. 
                  “How dare he?”  She continued talking to herself as she fumbled through her drawer.  “I would never cheat and if I would – I certainly wouldn’t ask him to fly thousands of miles to catch me!  That jerk!”
                  Timothy entered the kitchen just in time to see a cute little blonde pop in the door with a bottle of wine. 
                  “I’ve got it David.”  Terri turned to see Timothy coming from Chastity’s bedroom with a murderous look on his face.  “What did I walk