A mistress
Wearing a black leather skirt
Fish net tights
She winks at you
You move forward, confidently
You chat, she leans in
I've seen her somewhere before, you think
The wife
She is preparing to do laundry and take
Clothes to the
Dry cleaners
Gathers clothes from the hamper
Take his suit coat
Off the bed
She checks the pockets
Takes out some paper clips
There's a crumpled
Piece of paper
She unfolds it
It's a receipt
She reads it
It's a dinner
She hasn't gone out to eat
with her husband
in months
She crushes it
in her fist
She throws it
A tear trickles
down her
face
No more, she says
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