If only she knew…

I am speechless. Each day that passes, Mary is getting more and more beautiful. It’s amazing!

- Don’t just stand there, take off your shoes and your coat, she ordered me.
- Why did you put a camisole? (a very sexy camisole, at that!)
- Uh, I was getting ready for bed. I have class tomorrow at 8am.
- You go to bed at 9 pm when you have a class at 8AM?
- You know, I’m lazy. I love sleeping and please stop looking at me like that. You are making me feel uncomfortable, she added.
- If you hadn’t put indecent clothes, I wouldn’t be looking at you lustfully, I said.
- Whatever, man

Mary’s apartment is small, but super tidy. Mary loves cleanliness and decoration is her forte. When she left me, my apartment took a toll: our beautiful home became a slum within a week. Mary and I are diametrically opposed. I am a fat slob who cleans his house every February 29th. Mary is the kind of person who does the housework every day.

What a lovely evening! The lasagna is excellent. Her apartment smells good. Knowing that I would visit her, Mary put a few drops of perfume on her body. Knowing me very well, she chose my FAVORITE scent: Anais by Cacharel.

Maxwell’s songs are playing in the background. Woman’s Work, Fortunate… These songs are creating a truly romantic atmosphere. I am eating my lasagna while looking at Mary’s long legs. Yup, you got that right: at the moment, all my senses are awake and alert and I have only one desire: make babies.

Unfortunately, my conscience is trying to ruin the moment. A real killjoy! Gradually, I start thinking about Betty and her brother in the hospital.

My mind is telling me no, but my body… my body’s telling me yes. It is a true battle: mind vs body. This is the civil war: the north against the south. Unfortunately for Betty, the South won the battle.

Mary is irresistible: Everyone succumbs to her charm. Sleeping with her was not the mistake. The real mistake I made was going to her apartment, thinking that I would be strong enough to resist temptation.

I wanted revenge, I wanted to turn her down because I wanted to prove to her (and to myself) that I can live without her. Unfortunately, the flesh is weak. As she approached me, I cracked.

- Pascal, I have a little secret for you, Mary said to me moments before our tumble in the sheets.
- I’m listening, I replied.
- Walls have ears, she said, in a seductive voice.

With a knowing smile, the smile of a conqueror, she came closer to me and whispered in my ear: “I want you to make love to me”. Then, she began kissing my neck, my cheeks, my lips.

Three hours later, I’m awake. My conscience doesn’t want to let me sleep. I keep thinking about Betty. I look at Mary, she sleeps soundly. I need to get out of here, I must go home. The truth is that during our frolics, I kept thinking of Betty. I just made a great discovery: I am in love with Betty. Right now, I just want to talk to Betty. I miss her a lot and I want to hear her voice.

I pull my jeans on in the dark. After looking around for a bit, I turn on the light because I can not find my socks. Mary wakes up.

- What are you doing? she asked me.
- I’m going home, I said.
- It’s getting late. Come to bed, baby. You go will home tomorrow morning.
- Mary, I want to go home now. You’re a great girl, but I just realized that I don’t love you anymore.

Mary is shocked. I put on my coat quickly. I know I hurt her and I hate to see her cry, but I’ve already made my decision and I’m not going to change my mind just to make her happy. I leave the apartment immediately without saying goodbye. I call a taxi. As soon as the cab arrives, I get into the car and I call Betty on the spot.

- Hello, she said
- Sorry to wake you up, but I really needed to hear your voice. I tried to call you several times during the day without success.
- I’m glad you called me. I wanted to tell you something.
- I’m listening.
- You’re a wonderful guy. During this whole ordeal, your help has been precious. I will be eternally grateful.
- Well, right now, I need a new liver. Mine is messed up, I drink too much alcohol. Can you lend me yours?

She smiled.

- All jokes aside, if you ever need anything, call me.
- Okay
- I love you.

Betty has never complimented me so much. Why is she doing that today? Why did she wait for me to sleep with Mary to confess her love for me? Right now, she probably thinks I’m the perfect guy. If only she knew…

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