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Consequences: Donna

... and stopped for dinner at their cheap buffet. As we ate she asked, "Ben, are you married?" I looked up at her and I know my face must have shown surprise at her question. We'd spent hours talking about my marriage. "I haven't filed for divorce yet." I answered. "Ben, are you married?" She asked again. I thought about it. I still wore the ring. I still thought like I was married, but she broke the promises. She ended the marriage. Her reasons didn't really matter. The legal system of California didn't matter either. "No, Megan, I'm not married." "Then listen, please. Here's my idea: we rent a room and sl**p a few hours, then drive to L.A. What you're going home to is a storm of upset, betrayal, pain and the end of the marriage you thought you had. I'm going to L.A. to start building a new life, again. I'm not in a big hurry. Maybe some rest would be good for both of us." "Are you offering me sex?" "No. I'm offering you a warm body to hold you and sl**p with you. We both need that." For over a minute I didn't move or speak. Then I stood and she stood with me. We walked to the desk and she registered and she paid. When the clerk handed us key cards Megan said, "Please wake us in seven hours." On the fifth floor I unlocked the door and held it for Megan. She walked in and I followed. She said, "You can have the bathroom first." I said, "I need to call my lawyer first. Ok?" She nodded and sat beside me on the bed while I called. I had made decisions and gave my lawyer ...

... instructions. While I talked Megan got my shirt, shoes and socks off. I showered, shaved and dried myself. I carried my clothes and d****d them over a chair, while I stayed wrapped in a towel. Megan slipped past me and into the bathroom as I came out. She was wrapped in a robe. The sounds of the shower and the toilet let me know what she was doing in there. I crawled into bed, leaving the wet towel on the floor by the bed. As I got comfortable I could feel how tired I really was. My eyes closed and I was gone. My eyes opened when the phone rang. I'd been asl**p five and a half hours. I reached out and grabbed the phone, noticing a bare arm d****d over my chest. I answered and a computer said it was my wake-up call. I hung up. The arm over my chest pulled me back against her and she said, "You're easy to sl**p with." "Is this Heaven?" I asked. "No. It's Las Vegas." "Don't move, please." As I spoke I turned and soon faced her. Her face was inches from mine. I was thinking about kissing her. I was also thinking about her being the first woman, other than Donna, I'd been in bed with in thirteen years. I thought about legal implications of being where I was and words like cheating, revenge, payback, needs, trust, love and commitment. She smiled and said, "Single man, you're thinking too hard. No strings. You need the comfort and I need the comfort we offer each other. While you were in the shower you shaved your face. You shaved your face for me. I shaved too. I shaved my pits, my legs and my ...