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!!!!DO NOT OPEN!!!! Private Letters~Melinda Edison~Chapter 2

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Dear Chris,

How was the shrink? I did go out with Sam.

He was nice enough, and yes, he looked oo-la-la handsome. But he brought a gift that confused me. I guess he didn’t notice that I only wear silver jewelry. I do like it. Crosses are good symbols for me. Not in the normal respect, more in a secret healing-sacrifice-art way. He never did say what he meant by it.

But it is yellow gold, which to me is the ultimate symbol of nonwealthy people trying to act like they have money. Every chick in the backwaters of Kentucky has her stash of little yellow gold stuff. Hell, they sell it at Wal-Mart. So only the silvers for me…sterling, white gold, platinum.

Maybe I am hard on men.

Dinner was great. He let me taste his things, and that is a big plus. His upside-down lips are a big plus too!

Some people go really deep on the first date. I was ready to ask him if he wanted me to pick out my wedding slippers this week. I am not that good, and he is not that desperate. So stop it!

He did grab my attention though. He briefly explained “something”, then said, “Don’t worry. It will only be kinky the first time.” I replied. “What makes you think there will be a second time?”

“Desire. You will develop a taste for it.”

I tore my skirt trying to slide in my door without opening it up too much. Smashed my toe too. He is a bit…progressive. Next time I will wear boots.

Hell, I should just go off men for a while. Sometimes they annoy me. Like right now.

Was your date any better?

Fresh starts are important. I am going to take one.

Bye girl,

Me