"I stood petrified, as if not moving would make him disappear or better yet make myself disappear. As I stared at him it was as if time seemed to melt away, and everything around me moved in slow motion. I watched Michael from across the bar laughing with his friends. It was then that I began to feel the hole in my chest start to swell. I began to wonder if he had ever loved me, all I was to him was sex. The swelling in my chest seemed to get bigger and stronger until it felt like it was going to burst. Still petrified and staring at him, then he turned, and we locked eyes. And then suddenly it seemed as if the stand still had all at once stopped and everything went back to normal.

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“Jezz?” he blurted.

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My eyes shot open, and as quickly as possible I turn away from him. Pretending as though I had not heard him, or I didn’t know him. 

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“Hey, Jezebel.” He said excitedly, then began to make his way toward me. My cover was blown he defiantly saw me. I sat on the barstool trying to find a way to play this off. As I turned to looked up and saw him, my cover. I leaned in toward Sebastian, I spoke quickly but clearly.

 

“I’m so sorry, I know that I have caused you enough grief, but I really need a favor.” He raised his hand up, to calm me.
“Hey, whatever it is I would be happy to help.” Then as he finished his sentence Michael had approached us, and without even thinking I grabbed Sebastian’s face and slammed his lips into mine. My head was pounding and my heart what racing. Sebastian at first seemed very surprised and then he played along, and maybe a little to well as I felt him stick his tough in my mouth, causing me to let out a little moan. 

 

“Jezebel?” Michael said again.

 

I let go of Sebastian and turned to see who had said my name as if I didn’t know it was Michael, I looked down at him from the bar. I began to play it off as if surprised to see him, ignoring the swelling lump in my throat..."

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