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Whenever Chris left, I was euphoric; walking on air, over the moon. I didn't exactly have a freshly fucked look on my face after Chris finished with me, but you get the idea.

I still played cards with my girlfriends, and Joann always whispered, "Val, you look amazing. Your boyfriend must be taking good care of you."

Of course, I didn't give her any details, but I know I'd lost some weight. I mean, all that time with Carlos, swallowing all that sugar-free, fat-free cum, is good for the waist line, and my ass, right?

It was almost six months after I'd stormed out of Carlos' apartment, Chris had left, I'd taken a shower, dressed and was at the country club having a martini, waiting for a couple of girlfriends, including Joann.

I wasn't really paying attention to the TV. Jack, the bartender, had some basketball game on. I don't know a basketball from a volleyball. A quick glance at the TV, had my heart pounding, "Hey Jack, who's that guy?"

"What guy?"

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