Completely Part 2


    The next day I had the pictures developed and took them to Kevin. I chose black and white for the color. Kevin was standing back to me facing his huge CD collection trying to pick out a song.

    I walked up to him wrapping my arms around his slim waist. He heard my sigh. "What’s wrong baby?" He asked.

    "I need sex... bad," I said burying my face into his back. God, he felt good.

    "Well, you know how to fix that," He chuckled.

    I slipped my right hand down to the front of his worn in jeans. "Umm... we can’t." He took my hand away.

    "God, dammit Kevin!" I shouted. He turned to face me. "What’s your problem?"

    "What’s my problem?" He repeated what I had said. "I don’t have a problem."

    "Then, why won’t you sleep with me?" I asked. This caused Kevin to laugh.

    "Is that all you ever think about? Is that all this marriage is about?" He asked.

    "No, that’s not what I always think about.. unless.." I struggled to find the words.

    "Unless.." He said.

    "Unless I don’t get any in a month!" I shouted.

    "You had many chances with many young men.."

    "And you had many chances with many young women." I cut him off.

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