It is, was, right to marry Steven. The route had been fun. Much in common. They enjoyed each other immensely. Sex was fantastic. They were what each of them needed. They were in love. That's all she needed. That, love, and of course sex, was all Amy ever thought she wanted as well. Then there was Bill.
Bill was something else. Bill; something Amy desired, had very little in common with Amy. Conversation was stilted at best. There was no sex, only oddity. There was no confusion, only simplicity. Now there was a problem. Noe Bill would be a problem - an unexplainable lateness...a girlish eagerness.
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