James
I turn, kiss her, slowly, carefully, cupping her cheek in my palm, then rolling back, staring up so I don’t have to look at her while I speak.... “We were both playing the game, independently. Lots of fun. Lots of sex. No strings….”
Oh, God… This is embarrassing….
…. It always sounded alright so long as I didn’t have to tell anyone….
“…. Tom-catting…. Several times, I saw him from the viewing galleries, with a different woman every time. Other times, he saw me. We were attracted to similar types, although we…. had different ideas as to what to do with them….”
She breaks into a Cheshire Cat grin, twinkling mischief….
…. Yes, you get it Green-Eyes….
I’ve missed your smile….