She got up and walked over to the mirror, removing the envelope.  I knew it was the money Ashley owed me, the $4,000 for spending the night.  I counted the money and smiled when I realized it was all there in crisp, new bills.  I couldn’t bring myself to take the entire amount because I received just as much pleasure as Ashley last night, if not more. I felt pleasure in more ways than sexual, in more ways that I cannot dwell on again, ever.

Taking just $1500 dollars out of the envelope and leaving the rest behind taped once again to the mirror, Spencer turned to look one more time at Ashley before walking out and closing the door.  Taking and savoring one last glance at the woman she connected so easily with, the woman she now needed to protect.

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I finally arrived “home” around five this morning.  Actually, it’s not my home, because to be honest, I don’t have one.  A home is where you feel safe and loved.  I thought I would always have a safe harbor, a home to return to but we all know how that worked out.  I just try to make the most out of my current situation because I can’t risk being punished again, or kicked out, especially now with the baby.

I walked into the bedroom that Dion and I share and saw that he was lying on the bed with his back against the headboard, awake.  He jumped off of the bed and walked over to me and shoved me against one of the bedroom walls.  

“Ouuchhh Dion!” I cried out and immediately placed my arms over my stomach to protect the baby just in case he wanted to give me a few jabs to the gut.

He was completely stone faced, making it unreadable.  Before I realized what he was doing, I felt a hard slap land right across my face.   

“Where the hell were you all night?”   His voice was harsh and his smile was cold.  “I called Mitch and he told me that you were hired till fuckin 11 o’clock last night, so where were you, bitch?  He asked seething and gritting through his teeth.  I seriously thought he was about to bust a blood vessel in his neck or brain.