Dessert for three

"He kept a tally of the things they had broken in this house.

A massage table, a few picture frames, 2 chairs, 1 bed, 7 glasses swept off of the counters in the throes of passion.

The dining room table and couch were in good enough shape — a few of the legs had needed to be replaced.

Dante thought back to what Zara had whispered to him, “you don’t get to touch me until your wife is moaning.”

Dante was exhilarated, he loved how Zara made him feel"

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