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...She spoke to him in friendly tones, dropped him DMs and made it known that she’d like to meet up some time, a pleasant evening they could find. She even said she was sorry for mocking him so easily, that she regret her wild youth, (she couldn’t say it wasn’t truth!) To her surprise, the man set yes, Carmena nearly lost her breath when she met him at the bistro, into a handsome man he’d grown. The date was such a real delight, they talked for hours, until night, as if they had been friends for years, Oliver belied all her fears. He wasn’t dull, at least not now, that was the gift that age allowed, to be free of youthful passions, to see a man, learn to know him. And though she swore she would hold back, that night, at her place, she attacked this man and led him to the bead, they tossed and tumbled, then rested. She awoke to see him standing, picked up his clothes, stared dressing, she said, “Come on, it’s a weekend, come back to bed, let’s go again.” Oliver just gave her a small smirk, said, “Yeah, I don’t think that will work. Fun as this was, it’s over see, in truth, you’re kind of old for me…” She looked up, shocked, not getting why such words were coming from this guy, he laughed again, and said, “I must thank you first, for the both of us. “I wasn’t hunting trim last night, but alas, it somehow felt right to bang the chick who shattered me, and taught me how a man should be. “You see, back then, I was quite dull, respecting the ladies in full, and what did that get me? Nothing. Girls like bad boys, no denying. “They crave men who treat them like sh-t, that Chad asshole just displayed it, you’d chose him over guys like me? I make six figures, it’s lunacy! “But hey, without you I’d have not learned their tricks and got what they got. the bad-boy game’s not hard to play, and I get sex most every day. “Just act strong, play the alpha game, they’ll come running and give up strange, no need for weddings or divorce, and I don’t loose my shirt in court. “So I guess this circle is done, by the way, you had no protection… I’ll see you ’round, Carmena dear, but I don’t think I’ll come back here.” With that he just sauntered away, Carmena cried for the whole day, and wished that her whole life would burn for what she’d taught, and what she’d learned.

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What She Taught and What She Learned, Part Iii

...She spoke to him in friendly tones, dropped him DMs and made it known that she’d like to meet up some time, a pleasant evening they could find. She even said she was sorry for mocking him so easily, that she regret her wild youth, (she couldn’t say it wasn’t truth!) To her surprise, the man set yes, Carmena nearly lost her breath when she met him at the bistro, into a handsome man he’d grown. The date was such a real delight, they talked for hours, until night, as if they had been friends for years, Oliver belied all her fears. He wasn’t dull, at least not now, that was the gift that age allowed, to be free of youthful passions, to see a man, learn to know him. And though she swore she would hold back, that night, at her place, she attacked this man and led him to the bead, they tossed and tumbled, then rested. She awoke to see him standing, picked up his clothes, stared dressing, she said, “Come on, it’s a weekend, come back to bed, let’s go again.” Oliver just gave her a small smirk, said, “Yeah, I don’t think that will work. Fun as this was, it’s over see, in truth, you’re kind of old for me…” She looked up, shocked, not getting why such words were coming from this guy, he laughed again, and said, “I must thank you first, for the both of us. “I wasn’t hunting trim last night, but alas, it somehow felt right to bang the chick who shattered me, and taught me how a man should be. “You see, back then, I was quite dull, respecting the ladies in full, and what did that get me? Nothing. Girls like bad boys, no denying. “They crave men who treat them like sh-t, that Chad asshole just displayed it, you’d chose him over guys like me? I make six figures, it’s lunacy! “But hey, without you I’d have not learned their tricks and got what they got. the bad-boy game’s not hard to play, and I get sex most every day. “Just act strong, play the alpha game, they’ll come running and give up strange, no need for weddings or divorce, and I don’t loose my shirt in court. “So I guess this circle is done, by the way, you had no protection… I’ll see you ’round, Carmena dear, but I don’t think I’ll come back here.” With that he just sauntered away, Carmena cried for the whole day, and wished that her whole life would burn for what she’d taught, and what she’d learned.