Outside Marriage Bond

Outside Marriage Bond

Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

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Status: Finished

Genre: Non-Fiction

Summary

Little small secrets opened wide on first time introduction, with a wonderful friend.

Summary

Little small secrets opened wide on first time introduction, with a wonderful friend.

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Submitted: March 10, 2013

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Submitted: March 10, 2013

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When her husband is not around, she is better. And when she is around, he gets bitter. The longer they stay apart, the more they respect each other!

"He is a bad kisser" she said, breaking the silence of my ceremonial quite mode, which I prepare before writing. "He stretches his lips; and I have to stretch it too, and for more than ten years we kept on moving around stretching our lips in closed circles trying to find a way out, but did not. Finally, we skipped the kissing part, and you know how it feels when you skip the kissing part" she added.

I often wondered why it has to be a boring issue to talk about married couples. But still I found myself listening and even sharing marriage issues with my friend. Well she is not close one though but I thought talking about marriage issue right in the beginning of our introduction; would be sort of a natural close one. Mentality matching walked us ahead and cleared the way all along our conversation. "He started my father's heritage issue; right in the middle of funeral ceremonies. It is not just I didn't like it, but also felt so unsecure." She said after blowing a cigarette smoking cloud that made the whole scene look fuggier. "The time he feels is; I don't. And the time I feel going; he walks away." She added, and then went back to her cigarette which started to look even smaller than her little berry mouth.

"When I found out his secret relationships, I set a plan right away. "A" blow up his affairs, "B" tell his restricted brother about it; and "C" start one of my own! Ouch the last one hurts." She made a laughter and put her both hands under her neck and leaned, when parallel both feet were crossed andright in the middle of the table, where we sat.They made a zoom of large big training shoes with so clean soles.

I guess that was the final scene of our brief introduction. Cause lately, we hardly saw each other. Only another date to be set, by chance.


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