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An Untrustworthy Guy
Some guys many skills have mastered, I blush when I try to tell little lies and shaking I reveal my fakeness; quite a few girls have slapped me hard. Cindy went on vacation heading South, she warned me priming up her mouth, " Don't mess around with my girlfriend, don't touch her! " I kept quite and grinned. I refused to listen and promise I wouldn't; her look expressed a plausible doubt, I was a playboy in search of a hideaway and while she was gone, I could surely play. And fun I had through those two weeks, Chrissy, the girl with pink and yellow hair, asked me for a date, I couldn't refuse her we headed down to the nearest beach to kiss. Other nights we went to the movies, we stuffed our mouths with buttery popcorn and laughed hard spilling our drinks; cheating on Cindy never induced guilt or scorn. The time came for me to be slapped hard in the head for being such a naughty boy, a liar without guilt who cheated with her best friend to start a conflict and ready to face embarrassment, I seemed not afraid. One July evening when Chrissy and I were kissing on the velvety sofa, I heard crackling noises coming from the kitchen, heavy footsteps started approaching... " Who is that? I hollered while my fret was increasing. " It's me, pretty boy! I am back! You will regret this a lot!" her shrilling voice was a rumbling thunder incurring fright, " We are watching, " Friends "! I made up a silly excuse, " You kissed Chrissy! You promised me you wouldn't have cheated! " " Blame her, she tempted me! " I couldn't resist her! " I exclaimed. " Silly boy, enough of your games...you have much to lose! " " Ah, shameless liar, get out my sight! " And dashing towards me she slapped me in the head making me feel her hard blow, " Come Chrissy, she's going crazy! If she thought I was untrustworthy, why did she she go on vacation? To test me? " I condemned her action with asperity. Written on 7/3/2016
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