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The look on her face was one of total disdain as she stared directly at my semen spattered hair, what was left of my eye makeup which had run down both cheeks and the rapidly drying semen that was smeared randomly over my face.
I muttered, "thanks," as I took the box and looked away from her.
"He's a filthy bastard you know," she said, "during the past month there were two much younger women in a similar state to you; splattered with his mess. I sometimes wonder why I married him."
I did not respond. I just cleaned my face and hair the best I could and left.
As I opened the door to leave she added, "you'll be back, they all come back."
I left the building, hailed a cab and headed for home. All the way thinking to myself, why did I do it? What is the matter with me? I'll never do anything like that again."
But, deep in the recesses of my mind a little voice was saying, "you will!"
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