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    Jealousy

    Being with Karen Walker was something that Grace Adler would never thought would happen. But it did and it was heavenly. Karen was an excellent love maker, and was very attentive. Totally the opposite of what she was when she and Grace were only friends. Grace and Karen have been lovers for quite some time now, and everything went perfectly, except for one thing, Karen’s jealous and possessive nature when a good looking man or woman comes near Grace. Grace thinks that maybe since she was the only woman that Karen ever truly loved, that is why she is so possessive. And to be honest, it was a bit sexy.

    One night, Karen was waiting up for Grace at her penthouse. Grace was extremely late; she was meeting an old friend for dinner, then coming to Karen’s place for a nightcap. Each minute passed, and it drove Karen insane with rage, jealously, worry, and the other crazy feelings she was having. She never felt this intense with Stanley or Lyle, but this cuts the fucking cake! Finally, Grace came into the penthouse, and Karen came rushing towards her.

    Karen: Where the fuck have you been? Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you?! You were supposed to be here over an hour ago.

    Grace: Please calm down, I lost track of time. Me and my old friend, Michelle got caught up with talking about the good ol’ days.

    Karen: What were they, spin the bottle? Pin the tail on the girl’s ass?!

    Grace: (rolling her eyes): Please Karen, you don’t have to worry about anything. I never had relations with her. (Before Karen could say anything more, the doorbell rang.)

    Karen: Rosie, get your fat ass in here and answer the door!

    Rosario (rushing to the door and mumbling): Look who’s talking, balloon ass! (She opening the door, and there was a short thin woman with long blonde hair, looking for Grace.)

    Grace: Michelle, what are you doing here? (Karen’s face was red with rage, and wasn’t saying a thing.)

    Michelle: You left this in my car. (She gave Grace a scarf, and that was the last straw for Karen. She lunged at Michelle, and began attacking her.)

    Karen was bitch-slapping Michelle, and scratching her face to the point of her face bleeding. Michelle was screaming in pain, and Grace was watching in horror. Finally Rosario pulled Karen off of Michelle, and had Karen’s arms pinned, so Karen couldn’t attack anymore.

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