I let her in.She sat on my couch. I sat beside her. ” Mitali what’s up? You show up at my doorstep with teary eyes .. what’s going on ?” She b...rst into tears. I tried to comfort her and hugged her. She hugged me back. She stood and said ” you were curious about my husband, right? Wonder why I never mention him? Because he is a cheating bastard ! ” I was shook. She continued” Today, as I entered my room, he was ass fucking my best friend” She again burst into tears.I didn’t know what to do so I. ” As the words were read out, I looked up from the four-inch spikes of my heels, to my fishnet-clad legs, over my tiny black skirt and across the escaping flesh of my cleavage. Oh right. Why wouldn’t he think I was a prostitute? I went scarlet and quickly scanned the line of faces in the little waiting room behind me. Thankfully, I didn’t know any of them and besides a leery teenage boy ogling my body, no-one was paying me any attention. I decided that it’d be in my best interests to do as. More

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