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for her and that was all that mattered. Stephen could go to hell for all she cared. Sheena was just like him and they deserved each other anyway.

 

That night, Tanya finally went to sleep while Stephen and Sheila had just finished their night of ardent passion. Stephen was in a huge hole now. Sheena had always been hot and hungry for love, but never this wild. Sheila literally wore him out. He was lying down beside her, completely out of breath, and Sheila had a bright but evil smile in her face. He looked at her. He couldn‘t believe it. It was like he was with a completely different woman from the woman he loved. She had the same face and the same body, but it wasn‘t her. It wasn‘t Sheena, and strangely and unfortunately for him, Stephen didn‘t know Sheena‘s identical twin sister. Sheila had just come here from England, where she was finishing her college education. When Sheena and Stephen‘s relationship started, the twin sisters were already apart, and Sheena always thought it would be best not to let him know about her sister. She never showed him pictures of her. She never even told him about her. Sheena thought she wouldn‘t see Sheila in a long time, and by the time that she and Stephen met, Stephen and Sheena would be happily married and with one or two kids. Stephen was always weak. A woman didn‘t have to work very hard to seduce him and get him in bed with her. All she needed to do was show him interest in him, or in most situations, respond to his advances.

 

“It‘s odd,” he said, still out of breath. “I feel like I‘m with someone else.” Smiling innocently, Sheila asked, “What do you mean?”

 

“You were literally one million times more passionate than usual. I thought I would die, and no, that‘s not hyperbole. I‘m dead serious.”

 

“I just want to make you forget about Tanya.”

“Oh, did you ever.”

 

“I mean I know you can‘t forget about her completely thus she‘s the mother of your child, but I want you to stop loving her, to stop wanting her, to stop seeing her as a woman.” She French-kissed him once again, sending chills up and down his spine. “I want you to love, want and desire me and only me, with all your body and all your heart, just like you did before you got with her.”

 

“I never stopped wanting you. My desire for you only became more and more intense every day that went by. I just, you know—I‘m sorry. I don‘t mean to justify my actions. I know what I did was inexcusable.”

 

“I know what you‘re going to say. You are a man and you couldn‘t help yourself.” Their bodies were covered with the red bed sheets. “I never even got the urge to cheat on you. I never looked at a man in a carnal way. You were the only man I ever wanted throughout our long distance relationship. I would toss and turn in my beds in the hotel, wanting you by my side, touching me, enamoring me—making love to me. I‘ve always wondered if women are stronger than men. You are so weak. I think it‘s because we have only one head and you guys have two, and you think with your head in between your legs rather than your head above your neck.”

 

That was a mean comment but he couldn‘t help laughing out loud. “No, Sheena, not all men are like that. All of this is my fault. It‘s not all the other men‘s fault that I‘m a sissy. I‘m the weak one. There are millions of men out there who are stronger than I am, who are faithful— who are real men. I know it‘s very hard for you and many other women to believe, but it‘s true.”

This time, Sheila laughed like crazy.