While flying around the country for work I ran across my old school flame, Jules. He had become very successful and was better looking than ever. Flirting became passion became a series of flings in hotel rooms across the country.
Jules still wasn't much for words but he knew what he wanted. He'd learned a trick or two and he was teaching me how to give it to him. What he demanded of me pushed my body and soul to the limits.
I'll admit we didn't split on the best of terms. Was he trying to get his revenge? Or was this just what he needs from me?
Should I keep putting up with him? And can I even go to back to living without him?