SvenS

Volunteer 7
by ~SvenSvenson

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Disclaimer: 

Mature, inflatable themes.
For adult readers only.
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"Buyer's remorse" doesn't quite capture what she was feeling.  "Cheated, humiliated."  Now, those terms would describe the feeling more succinctly.  Perhaps what had made the encounter so troubling was the fact that she didn't consider herself to be the easily duped, naive type.  The consumer mayhem of "Black Friday" surely didn't help.  Yes, that's it;  long day, fatigue.  That's why she gave in.  The comforting embrace of rationalization always helped to salve a psychic wound such as this.  But, stil

Having a housemate can be a mixed blessing. At its best, the arrangement can be mutually beneficial with both parties gaining lifelong friendships. But at its worst, having one can mean inviting an annoying, rude, or even a criminally minded lunatic into close proximity with ones personal space. Too often it is that the trauma can far outweigh the financial benefits. So it was with relief that Susan had been able to rent a room to her long time acquaintance, Holly.

"Quickly now, we don't have much time."

Still gazing into me with that mischievous smile of hers, she reaches over and sets the fizzing concoction back down on the dimly lit kitchen counter. I smile back, losing myself in her magical eyes - still not quite believing what I've been told; bewildered at how she knew, at how she new so much.

"No complaints here," I whisper.