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We pull up to her apartment, and Teddy just walks up like he owns the place. I didn?t know what I was getting myself into. I knew she told me her ex was there watching the kids so I was hoping nothing would get started. I was a city boy going to a hick town. I had to come though there was something about this women that had me very intrigued. Well she introduced us and her ex kind of had an attitude. I looked at Teddy and said , ?He better chill the fuck out before he gets knocked the fuck out.? I thought he was a joke. I couldn?t understand what she had ever seen in him. She was sexy, sweet,…mehr

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We pull up to her apartment, and Teddy just walks up like he owns the place. I didn?t know what I was getting myself into. I knew she told me her ex was there watching the kids so I was hoping nothing would get started. I was a city boy going to a hick town. I had to come though there was something about this women that had me very intrigued. Well she introduced us and her ex kind of had an attitude. I looked at Teddy and said , ?He better chill the fuck out before he gets knocked the fuck out.? I thought he was a joke. I couldn?t understand what she had ever seen in him. She was sexy, sweet, crazy, funny and she had a pretty smile that went with her pretty eyes. She was a character I knew that she was a down chic and I could definitely kick it with her for the weekend. She went and took a shower after laying her kids down. Teddy and I kicked it in the kitchen for a bit and we clowned on Will, her ex. Then she walked out of bathroom in a black silk night gown. It wasn?t really revealing, but man. Teddy caught the hint and left us alone in her room. I didn?t want to just rush in because she may have been all talk, so we started talking. She laid down on the bed, and I propped myself up and we started conversating. We talked about everything. I felt so at ease with her. I mean I didn?t feel like I had anything to hide from her at all. I have never felt this comfortable with a person that I just met ever. My heart was shattered and broken and the more we talked and the more I opened up. I could feel my heart melt.
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D. E. Miller is a blue-collar writer from Nebraska who discovered that life's highways and backroads continued to lead him back to where he began.