Dedicated to the Lady who felt my tears on Her back. The tears were not from Her wicked touches, but from the joy of discovering who i am. The marks on my body have faded, but the marks on my soul i will cherish forever.

The phone rang. Loren quickly checked the caller ID, smiled and answered slyly, "Hey, My pet."

"Hey," he answered with a voice thick with emotion and disappointment. A few swollen moments went by and he didn’t say anymore. She knew him well enough; he didn’t have to say anything else. Jeff needed her support.

"Honey," her tone switching to concern, "What’s wrong?"

"It’s my ex, she’s getting remarried."

A lump formed in her throat; every now and then she had suspicion that he still loved his ex-wife. Her voice shaking she could only get one word out, "And?"

"She’s moving, taking my kids." Loren could hear his throat swell shut, cutting off his words. If Jeff had been any other person, she would expect tears but in the year that he h...

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