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”please don’t step in the water”

I put my whole foot in the bucket. Took the foot out, water pouring from the sock on to the floor and kept walking. Her eyes just looked at me with utter disgust, it was the most beautiful thing I ever seen.
”what the fuck is the matter with you?”
She snapped, very predictably.
But I was ready this time.
”you want a medal for being a bitch to me? Well you have to fucking step in line, I got people waiting to do me in for days”
”is it me?” her voice sounded desperate.
”yeah it is fucking you”
”what do you want? A divorce?” with almost pleading in her voice.
”no that is what you want, but your too weak and chicken shit to ask for it”
”fuck you”
”no you fucked me, remember?”
she screamed.
“when you said I do!”
she left.
”well that was easy… ” I muttered.
The cat looking at me like what the hell just happened…?
I smirked at him.
“women huh?”
He walked up and stroke his body on my leg.
“yeah I know. I know”




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