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I Was His First Cheat

As I entered the hotel lobby, I saw him sitting in a chair, patiently waiting for me. We were both a little early, him more so. We had the room from 9:30–4, but it was a little before nine. I figured they’d let us in as soon as I checked ...(More)

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I’m Not a Mistress, I’m a Girlfriend

When I hear a woman referred to as a mistress, I don’t see myself. I picture a beautiful, young, educated, unattached, and unflappable woman. She’s dressed in black, sitting at a bar in an upmarket hotel, sipping a Manhattan, Cosmo, or Aperol spritz — waiting for another woman’s man. Waiting patiently. Waiting ...(More)

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