“I don‘t want to keep you here if you‘re not happy, that was never my intention.” Bette stood up and the only sound after that was the glass hitting the table as she left Marissa alone in the living room. She’d said all she needed to say, anything else would just be useless arguing or noise that would otherwise unsettle this agreeable silence. In the end a hot shower and three large sleeping pills worked to quiet her mind, at least for tonight.

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Tina got out of the shower and dried herself off. She wrapped the towel around her waist and walked into her bedroom. She went into her closet and grabbed a pair of jeans that were now her favorite and only choice of clothing for going out along with Rick’s old USC sweatshirts. Standing at her closet she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She wanted to look away but, she couldn’t. It was there in that reflection she’d seen a resounding piece of her husband resting on the dresser beneath the mirror. The way she stood the light caught them and she froze with her eyes glued to them. The wind took a billowing breath to the curtains and the sun hit them perfectly casting a smile on her face. What she saw nearly crippled her. The light and tree shadows danced across her body tickling her stomach unmercifully. There wasn’t much she invested into religion and she always knew that there was a higher power greater than her, but everything in her felt like Rick was touching her body. His warm hands across her chest and or the way his arms would engulf her into his body so tightly.  One arm across her chest the other across her stomach as he kissed her neck so gently. The way his soft and strong hands moved across her body appreciating every curve and inch of silken skin, would draw from her the deepest appreciation for this man and his wonderful heart. It all made her feel beautiful and special. Every part of her being felt wanted and desired the feelings were magnificent and she was made to feel extraordinary.

At that moment she looked down at her choice of clothes and wondered what Rick would want her to wear. Her body was in the midst of changing and pretty soon she wouldn’t be able to fit any of her clothes so she made the most of it. In her closet there was a suit that Rick had tailored for her body.  He’d sat and watched as she was measured and re-measured for the suit, his eyes traveled her body in nothing but adoration. The Versace cut drew attention to her ample breast and complimented her frame perfectly. He loved to see her in that suit, she’d wear it to work and on some days surprise him at the office with ’lunch’. She slipped on the pants and felt the fabric hug her just right, this brought another smile to her face. The feeling of the cool fabric racing up her arm as she slipped into the shirt made her skin tingle, of course it was a little tighter than usual but no one would notice that except her. Her jacket easily draped down her body with the collar sitting perfectly to frame her neck and draw attention to her well formed hips.