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Created on: March 26, 2010
Sandy was the other woman. She was not proud of it; it is not something she shared with very many people. It is one of those secrets kept buried deep down in a dark secret place. Cast in that role only once in her life, it happened many years before. She never set out to find a married man to have an affair with, but she was disillusioned with love and marriage, and had a huge chip on her shoulder.
Only in her mid-twenties, Sandy was already a veteran of two failed marriages. She married the first two men she ever slept with. Could she claim that the failure of those marriages were not her fault? When does a person begin to wonder how much responsibility rests on both partners, even if the fault is being unable to choose the right person to throw one’s hat into the marriage ring with?
Sandy was a radiologic technologist working in a hospital when Dr. Martin Rubenstein walked into the x-ray department. She thought he had the sexiest dark brown eyes she had ever seen. Not a flirtatious woman before that day, she smiled a great big smile at him. He noticed, and smiled back. This went on for weeks. He would walk into the x-ray department to go over an exam with the radiologists, and they would say hi to each other. She found herself hoping he would walk into the department and watched out for him whenever she was not busy with a case. One day he walked by the room she was assigned to and suddenly stopped and said, “I had a dream about you last night.” For the first and last time in her entire life, Sandy had a smart, flirty reply ready and she asked him if the dream made him smile. His answer was “Yes, all over.” She knew then that whatever his relationship circumstance was she did not care. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.
It was a delicious flirtation with tension and excitement building every day. Sandy wanted him and that was all she knew or cared. He began to do x-ray guided procedures in the department and always asked that she be the technologist who assisted him. When the hospital had its annual Christmas party after work one day, he asked her if she would be there. She made sure she was. They met at the party and he asked if she wanted to leave and go out for a drink. Sandy said yes and they spent a few hours sipping wine and getting to know each other. He told her that his office was nearby and
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