She returned for our last tryst much relieved directly from the salon with a short, blunt pageboy with bangs. For the first time, while I held her close, when we were dancing, I regretted blackmailing her, but, I had my pride to consider. It would have been less painful had my ex-wife cut my live-beating heart from my chest with an obsidian knife, and tossed me into an active volcano. I always thought we had a stable, comfortable marriage. Her makeup was impeccable, and she still had the same sexy bangs framing her green eyes. Although her hair was short, it was still thick and soft, and she remained a beautiful woman. My ex-wife asked to borrow two-thousand from me, or the bank was repossessing her car. I want seven months of your time. The braid was very thick although it tapered almost to a point the last six inches. She moved out the next day to be with her new young stud. Do I sound bitter about my ex-wife?
