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She’d made spaghetti,meat sauce and garlic bread. Hmm, smelt good, I wouldn’t have put any money on the fact that she could cook but I guess looks can be deceiving. The little girl that had approached me that first night looked more like the partying type who called for take-out.

Speaking of which, she looked and acted more like the way she did the last time I saw her when the confusing fear had been in her eyes. I shrugged it off and pretended to listen to Bryan while he droned on about some shit or the other.

I did five solid in the pen and never once felt the urge to stab another inmate with a fork, him I could happily garrote. It takes all kinds. I pretended not to look at her while she pretended not to take peeks at me and meanwhile her man was clueless.

The more time I spent there listening to him the less guilt I felt about the fact that before the week was out I was going to be balls deep in his woman. Then again it might turn out to be more of a pleasure than a punishment on her part. No way this asshole was packing. No wonder she looked ready for the fucking shroud. What the fuck had she done to herself? Penance.

Dinner was over and Bryan invited his new friend to have another glass of wine out on the back porch while his lady cleaned up. “My mama would skin me alive if I didn’t repay your lovely fiancée by helping her out after such a delightful meal.” The asshole looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language as I rose to take my dish to thesink.

“You don’t have to do that, I’ve got it. You guys go on outside.” Trying to get rid of me are you? “That’s okay, it’s no bother. Say Bri, I seem to have misplaced my key wrench and I have some stuff to hang over there…”

“Say no more.” He held a hand up as he jetted out of the room like a teen ready to show off his new X-box to his buddy.

She did that swallowing shit again and turned to the sink while I crowded her. I helped her load the dishwasher while he fumbled around in the garage muttering to himself. “You need to relax, I’m not going to blow your cover.” Yet!

She took a quick look up at me and swear to fuck she bit into herlip.

No don’t do that. For some fucked up reason that shit always makes my dick hard. In this case, harder. I’ve had a low grade throb hose in my sweats ever since I walked in. Wasn’t sure if it was the situation and seeing my revenge unfolding right before my eyes, orher.

“I don’t understand what’s going on. What are you doinghere?”

“I told you, I’m your neighbor. Oh did I forget to mention that earlier?”

I let my arm brush hers as she moved by me to the washer and kept my eyes on her ass when she bent over to put the last forkin.

Yep, that ass is gonna look mighty fine with my meat sandwiched between it as I stroke into her pussy from behind.

I pushed a lock of hair back behind her ear when she stood and moved away just as he walkedin.

I took the wrench key from him and looked back and forth between the two of them. “You know what Bri, why don’t I take a rain-check on that wine? I’ve taken up enough of your time as it is and you’ve been more than generous.”

“Anytime, anytime. We’re here most evenings so just stop on by.” I know you asshole. What kind of man invites a complete stranger into his home with his woman with a blanket statement likethat?

I accepted the offer, said goodbye, and left. I hoofed it back to my place to listen in on their conversation and wasn’t surprised that he was doing all the talking while she gave little grunts and one word answers. This shit was funny.

He was all excited to have a new neighbor, apparently the last two were meth heads; not his kinda people. Everyone else seemed to be up in age so looks like we three were the only ones below fifty on the street.

I listened long enough to see if there was any static. People never tell you the truth to your face but they’d wait ‘til as soon as your back’s turned to talkshit.

He was as excited as a newborn pup while she looked like she was ready to flea the vicinity. I kept my eyes glued to her face throughout this whole exchange, waiting for her to come up with an excuse as to why she didn’t like me, or why we shouldn’t be friends. I even half expected her to come clean or at least tell him she knew me from her hometown. Nothing.

Instead she seemed resolved to her fate and I wasn’t sure that I liked that so much. I kept picturing the boldness of her very first approach and wondering what the fuck happened between then, the last time she came onto me, and now. It was a kicker alright.

That night after I watched them get ready for bed I sat in the dark staring out at the empty street beyond my curtains, deep in thought. Something kept niggling at the back of my mind but I couldn’t pin it down so I shifted gears.

I’d put the rest of my vengeance plan on hold for now, choosing to deal with her first, but I’d already started the ground work on the deputies who’d come to my place that night.

They were all still employed with the Sheriff’s office and far as I can tell not the one of them had a rep for being on the take or for setting people up. Not that there weren’t dirty ass motherfuckers working there, there were plenty. But somehow none of the men who’d shown up at my door had ever been accused of doing thesame.

That left me with the question of who the fuck had planted drugs in my place. I knew it wasn’t her, couldn’t be. My place was locked down tight as fuck back in those days. Part of what you learn in the armed forces is to secure your surroundings at all times. I was a fucking pro at thatshit.

I had the best locks on my doors, and my windows, except for a few, were nailed down in such a way that only the top ones opened when needed to let in air. I’d even splurged on a central air unit instead of the usual window boxes everyone else used. No way she or anyone else could’ve gotten in for that matter. It was for that reason that I’d always believed it was the guy who’d miraculously found the drugs that had plantedthem.

It was looking more and more like I was off there, and now the fear in her eyes and the way she’d reacted when the D.A. dropped the sexual abuse case had me questioning my own fucking sanity.