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Getting Along
The worst way to get of bed on a Monday morning is to roll off the bed. Melissa had forgotten that she had been with Williams in his house and had not gone home.
He had refused to let her go saying, Michael might still be out and would want to harm her or do something bad to her.
No matter how she begs him to let her go, he still refuses, saying he refuses her.Deep down Melissa loves the way he is been too protective. He would follow her everywhere, do everything she asks and kept apologizing every day.
Last night, she had fallen asleep on a couch, with a plate of popcorn, and a bottle of coke. They fought over the remote until they agreed to make it turn by turn.
Bluff!! So childish!
"Damn!" She cuss as she stood up and ran to the elevator.
All through last week was totally was
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