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She sat quietly in the middle of the over-sized bed. She sighed. A strong drink was in one hand. A cigarette was in the other. It was only a matter of time before he would arrive. She sighed again as she looked around the hotel suite. Her heart slammed against her chest. Even though there was a Star Trek rerun on the television, her heartbeat was the only sound she heard.

In three large gulps, she finished what was in her glass. The she took a long drag from the cigarette. It was only recently that she started smoking. She blew the smoke and watched it like a child fascinated with blowing bubbles. She bit her bottom lip. Slowly, she climbed off of the bed and stood in front of the large mirror. Beautiful. A body like Beyonce Knowles and a face like Halley Berry. All except for the scar near her right temple. People told her that it was sexy. If only they knew how she got it.

There was a knock at the hotel suite door. She nearly jumped out of her skin.

"Calm down." She said to herself.

She took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror one more time. She smiled. The alcohol had begun to relax her. Confidence was building with each step to the door. And when she opened it, she had to catch herself. He was gorgeous. A body like The Rock, and a face like Denzel Washington. No, he was better looking than Denzel.

"Hi." He said softly.

But before she could open her mouth to reply, his mouth was on hers. His hands lovingly stroked and caressed her through her clothes.

"Oh no." She thought to herself as her body betrayed her under his touch.

They kissed feverishly, as if they had been apart for so long and were finally reuniting. What kind of hold did he have on her? Was it love or lust? He pulled himself away from her just long enough to gaze into her eyes. It was both. She loved him. She loved him hard. And he could make her body sing. He could make her body sing songs that other women could only wish for. But when the song was over, he made her body cry.

He leaned down again and placed a kiss on the side of her neck Her favorite spot. Her body froze.

"What's that matter?" He asked.

She was silent. He looked into her eyes again.

"I'm sorry." He said. "I am so sorry. I said that I'd never do it again, and I didn't."

He leaned down to kiss her again. She moved away. She wasn't going to let her body betray her again.

"Yes you did." She said softly.

Immediately, he looked guilty.

"I saw you with her yesterday morning." She began. "I watched you with her yesterday afternoon.

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