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Two more months.She sank into the old leather couch. *Soothing piano notes floated*from her little speaker onto the stale air?s unclaimed molecules, lifting the dim house?s oppression.* Turning, she*brushed back the flimsy curtains to let the light*in,*only to notice*goopy bodies of dried paint around the window.* Tiny holes in the walls glared like beady black eyes.* She looked down at the floor she?d installed while pregnant*and the gaps at the bottom of the*walls where preterm labor prevented her from laying quarter round.* Leaves curled up dead there, blown in from the open space under the front door. *My daughter plays here.Defeat sat heavy on her shoulders.The single pane windows şişli escort shook as the train up the road screamed by, warring and winning against her little speaker. *She lived in an imploding bomb.* There wasn?t enough in her savings account to get out.* Not yet.But so close.Taking a deep breath, she looked at the clock.* 11am.* One more hour until she?d have to pick up her daughter at daycare.* Four more until her boyfriend Tevon came home from work to scream at her again, tell her she was a lazy bitch with no discipline? or maybe he?d switch up the verbal abuse this time from the morning?s tirade.Keep it together. *?Okay,? she whispered.*Dishes and laundry were almost done.* mecidiyeköy escort Dinner done, meals packed for work tomorrow and her daughter?s lunch and dinner.* She?d exercised and showered. *Check, check, check.Windows rattled again.* A car driving by.Sighing, she closed her eyes.* ?I really need to caulk those.?Maybe when Olivia was napping later. *What now?Everything felt empty.* Like a cardboard set for a play. *Odd that this life didn?t tear her up.* With her mood history, it would make sense.* It was simply disappointing, she realized. *Why?* Focusing on the future for her daughter, no matter what she had to endure, absolutely.* But?Him.Tense muscles softening, she felt herself smile.* Warmth infected her as she remembered a gentle love, stronger than anything she?d thought possible.* It had always lingered, protecting her from succumbing to her boyfriend?s near-constant verbal abuse and negativity. *When she exhaled, she smiled at the memory of Him in her apartment, the day they opened her kink drawer.*She giggled and immediately stopped, the light, musical sound jarring in the empty house.* Then suddenly became very aware of how long it?d been since she last orgasmed.*I have less than an hour? Enough time for a quickie.Her flip flops thunked her heels as she walked into the bedroom and into the closet.* She smiled down at the black trunk she?d owned for decades, then kneeled on the forest green carpet before it.* Thumbed open the latches, lifted the lid, and pulled out the pink and white box.