Freak out

“Tommy wanted sex tonight.  I had to escape and you were my out.  His text made me so upset I went
shopping.  He will freak when he gets the
bill, but I don’t care.  I bought a
couple of new outfits and some lingerie. 
I put the clothes on his credit card, the lingerie I paid cash for.  No need to get grilled on that too when the
bill comes in.  Lucky me, he just paid
the bill last week, so thirty days before I have the come to Jesus talk,”
Stella fumed.




Lisa Loomis--(Gem Rats--a novel) Available on Amazon