Birmingham, 1919
Heat Waves

Anne opened her eyes. A new sensation that felt foreign to him. Last night was a night she would never forget in her entire life. She is now a fully married woman. Slowly Anne got up from her bed trying not to wake Thomas, wrapped in her nightgown she went into the bathroom.

Anne opened her robe and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Traces of her husband were seen on her white skin. Reddish patches on his neck, chest, and stomach. Anne smiled, only this time she felt happy after marrying Thomas.

'Relse!'

Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Anne immediately covered her body with a robe.

"What's it closed for again? I've seen it" said Thomas.

Anne's face flushed red, only this time she blushed before Thomas.

"Aack! Why am I this?! It's like having no pride in front of Thomas!" maki Anne in heart.

Thomas, unobstructed by a piece of cloth, stood behind Anne, and slowly unfolded the sleeping robe that covered her. Heat waves in autumn re-spread on the bodies of both. Anne still remembered the pain, making her somewhat hesitant to return to fulfill Thomas' wishes.

"This time, it won't hurt" whispered Thomas, then gently kissed Anne's neck.

Thomas turned Anne's body, re-attached his lips to Anne's lips, then traced each curve of his wife's body with his lips, leaving Anne complacent. Anne made Thomas want to keep doing it again and again. Thomas lifts Anne's body and takes her to the shower. Under the warm water, they do it with passion and love. Anne hugged Thomas tightly as her body was possessed by her husband. Right, this time it's not too painful. Anne enjoyed.

"I love you" whispered Anne, realizing her feelings for Thomas.

Thomas, who heard that, made him perform more and more with the best performance he could. Thomas is happy to do so, even more so he has loved Anne more than he loves any other woman. Thomas again trusted a woman outside his family and it was his wife.

"I love you, Anne" whispered Thomas, followed by a subtle groan of the two.

***

"Good morning!" greet Anne cheerfully to everyone at the headquarters as she and Thomas arrive.

Aunt Poly looked at the two with a seductive gaze, knowing full well what had happened.   "Good morning," Aunt Poly replied and looked at Thomas.

Thomas returned the gaze then smiled while shaking his head. Maybe Aunt Poly knows what they've done. Grace catches the motion of Thomas and Anne who look happy like that, annoyed at having failed to damage her second household.

"You're in a good mood" Adda told Anne.

Anne smiled while blushing. "I'm every day like this, every day is good" elak Anne.

After a lunch break, a guest with her secretary came to the headquarters and Anne began to remember George. George came to meet Thomas on business. Even so, Anne knew what George really meant was to want to meet him. Anne thinks they should meet and end it all. Anne gave George a note secretly as George walked out of Thomas's room and said goodbye to the others.

***

George sat at the bar table of a small pub on the outskirts of Birmingham. Before long someone sat down next to him and ordered a drink. Anne sat down and without further ado spoke her point.

"I can't follow you to Scotland" said Anne.

George turned his head, feeling rejected by Anne. "What do you mean?"

"George, I can't follow you to Scotland. This is where I should be, in Birmingham," Anne continued.

George was both sad and upset.

"You're my past, I appreciate you as part of my life. But we are different now. I'm the wife of someone else, you have to accept that" Anne said, trying not to hurt George, even in vain.

"Then that kiss yesterday?" asked George still insisted.

Anne shakes. "I'm sorry, I got carried away yesterday's emotions."

"You can't go around like that Anne."

Anne lowered her head, then gulped down her drink. "I'm sorry George, our relationship ends here. You deserve a better woman than me."

Anne stood up and held George's shoulder for a moment, then left the pub. George let out his tears, drank his drink to the end and threw his glass in front of him.

'PRACTICE!!!'

Everyone was shocked to see the glass fall into pieces including the bartender. The bartender looked at George who looked annoyed.

"I'll pay the loss! Give me 1 more glass!" shouted George.

Bartenders who do not want to exist can only comply with what consumers ask.

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