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"He's decided to stay in London to watch some cricket. You'd get on well with him."
Jane knew I was a cricket buff.
"Until he asks me who I was sleeping with. That would be a bit of a conversation stopper."
"He would never ask anyone anything about themselves. He's totally self-absorbed."
"The more I hear about him, the more I don't understand why you married him in the first place."
"There are reasons, which I will explain one day. Anyway, are you okay for Saturday, or will you be listening to the cricket?"
"Oh, I think the cricket," I said, nonchalantly. "I can't think of anything we could do that would be more interesting."
"You bastard!" She laughed, and punched me in the chest.
"I will pick you up around six-thirty. I'll cook then you can tell me all about the cricket all night."
"That's okay by me. I'll keep a scorecard."
"Of the cricket, or other things?" she said, putting her arms around my neck and kissing me with lots of tongue.
"The cricket, of course," I said, and gently squeezed her left tit. She giggled and I left for work.
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To be continued.
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