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with this man.
    “Is this your bedroom?” I ask him, arching my right eyebrow.
    “It’s our bedroom,” he drawls.
    “Excuse me?”
    “My girlfriend and I sleep here,” he answers.
    “I see…” Can he hear the subtle tone of disappointment in my voice?
    He walks toward the closet, a walk-in of course, and disappears for a minute before returning to hand me a black dress. From a quick glance, I’m sure it’ll fit. He’s guessed my size pretty well.
    “Wear this. I’m sure that Alice won’t mind.”
    I hate having to wear other people’s clothing. It feels degrading to have to wear his girlfriend’s dress. Wait. Ooh, it’s a Givenchy. Fine, I can deal with that.
    I cross my arms, seeing that he’s just standing there and staring at me.
    “Are you just going to stand there and watch me change?”
    He shrugs and tilts his head. “Do you have a problem with that? Just say the word and I’ll go. I’m a gentleman after all. ”
    Him with a girlfriend, me with a husband. And yet we’re acting like two single and horny strangers who had just met at a club.
    I shake my head. “I have no problem with that.” I take off my mask and wink at him. I shake my head to loosen my hair. Then I waggle a finger at him. “But first, you’ll have to remove your mask, darling.”
    “Take off your dress first.”
    I like this little game we’re playing. He’s already had a good view of my ass from behind.
    “I’ll need your help. Unhook the back for me.” I turn around so that my back faces him. I lift my hair from my shoulders. He obliges, unhooking the back of my dress and unzipping it from the top. That way, I can slip it off.
    “Thanks, darling.”
    I turn around and remove the dress, stripping slowly before his eyes.
    I watch him, studying his chest for signs of faster breathing. I love it when men are aroused and uncomfortable in my presence. Wearing nothing but my bra and thong before him, I feel powerful and completely comfortable. Behind the mask, his eyes fixate on my breasts, my pointy aroused nipples peeking out from behind thin, silk cloth.
    “You’ve had a good look now. Your mask?” I twirl a strand of my hair.
    “Fine.” With that, he removes his mask.
    With one glance at his uncovered face, I can imagine that all the blood has now drained from my own.
    He’s older now, but still young. His face no longer belongs to a boy. He’s a man now. A heart-stoppingly handsome man. He looks at me with a marked expression of disapproval. Almost a sneer. Almost disgust… On some days, when I look at my reflection, I see the same expression.
    “Liam…” I feel my lips quiver.
    “Seven years and this is what you’ve become, Mandi? A desperate housewife?” He scoffs. “Robin is downstairs, and I told you that I have a girlfriend.”
    “Liam… I…” I cover my arms over my chest.
    “Put this on, Mandi. Have some dignity, please.” Liam tosses his girlfriend’s dress at me and storms out of his bedroom.
     
                  “She’s such a demanding bitch.”
                  “I know, right? It’s like she always has a fucking stick up her ass.”
                  “What she needs is a dick up there!”
                  Giggle, chortle, snort. So, it’s true what they say about how high school doesn’t end in high school. I flush the toilet and step out of the stall, clicking my Louboutins against the restroom tiles before planting myself between the two wannabe mean girls. Washing my hands, I study my reflection. Eyebrows on fleek, check. Makeup still clean. Eyes narrowed. I arch my eyebrow at the girl to my right. She looks like she had just seen the devil. I pucker my lips and air kiss the girl to my left. She should really pick her jaw up from the floor. It’s such an attractive look on her.
                  “When you’re done talking about me here and things to stick up  my ass, come into my office. You can come in like