Marla awoke and looked at the time on the clock radio beside their bed. 2:00 AM it read. She had fallen to sleep about an hour earlier. Involuntarily, she reached over to Shep's side of the bed. He wasn't there, of course. His side of the bed was not slept in and hadn't been for two weeks now. Shep had left in a grouch from a spat that he and Marla had.
"What does '
manipulative, conniving, self-centered little bitch'
suppose to mean anyway?" she said out load to herself as she thought about what Shep had said when he left. Marla and Shep had been living together for over two years and Marla thought that they had a good thing going, but obviously Shep was of a different mind set.
Marla was much younger than Shep and he realized that it wouldn't last forever, him being forty and she just twenty-two. Marla had a typical model-like body, tall and slim except for her extremely large breast. She had such a pretty face and long brown hair with deep green eyes. She looked like angel, but the little lady had quite an evil streak in her. Yes, Shep knew that it was lust and not love that had kept them together for the past few years, but he just couldn't handle the way she tried to manipulate people and her scheming.
Marla quickly rose to the sound of the doorbell. 'It was Shep,' she thought as her heart began racing. 'That
Little Bastard
is coming crawling back,' she thought as she grabbed her wrap. She walked toward the door when again the doorbell rang. She crossed her arms and thought about how she would greet Shep when she answered his ring. 'And just what do YOU want!' she thought sarcastically as she opened the door. Her mouth fell open as she said, "Billy?!"
Billy was Shep's younger brother. "Hi Marla," he said as he kissed her cheek and came in past her. "Where's that big brother of mine? Still sleeping?"
