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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 8:47 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 9:09 am
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Cliff looked at her standing there with her big eyes streaked with fear, as he leaned on his hand in the arm chair. He felt powerful in it, as if it were his throne--he ran his castle from this spot. Despite Fiona's gross lack of judgement when it came to her phone, her husband was in a particular good mood this evening, and not one involving his normal sadistic tendencies. It was rare he had a feeling like he did today, and when he did, he could always tell Fiona was a tad nervous, as if he could snap at any moment. There was something...exciting about it. Especially when he got her so anxious and in the mood all in the same time she would gasp if he even touched her. Through his lips, he smiled coyly at his wife, exploring her body with his eyes, undressing every layer in his mind. He crossed his legs and pretended as though he were thinking as he slipped his glasses back over the bridge of his nose. Tonight, perhaps Fiona deserved some pleasure--though he would make sure that she knew it was not a reward for bad behavior. "Get dressed. I will take you out tonight." It meant he would waste no expense on her. A doctor's salary would not allow anything cheep.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 10:22 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:07 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 11:49 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 12:37 pm
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Cliff shut the car door and wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling Fiona close to his side. His wife was good at her role; she stayed by his side, offered appropriate complements, witty conversation, and knew her place. She did not ask questions, allowing Cliff to work his charms without a back story that could give him away. For this, it could be said Cliff admired and loved his wife, possibly more than any man should. More recently though, he could tell his wife was questioning in her mind how she could come to love a man such as Cliff, letting him have complete control. It was his job to refute any arguments. Thus a romantic evening seemed appropriate. He looked at Fiona, remembering one of the dates they had had before they were married, when Cliff decided she was a perfect fit for him. He went out on a limb to impress her, pulling out all the stops. There was something in the way her voice carried as she complimented him that reminded him of that night. "Thank you," he replied, "You look radiant as well. I suppose that makes us good for each other." He smiled and lead her inside. The hostess smiled. "Nice to see you again, Mr. Richard. Table for two tonight?" "Yes, our usual booth please. My reserved wine tonight." The hostess nodded and took them to a corner booth, giving them menus. Shortly after their wine came, and the evening could begin.
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 1:06 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 3:08 pm
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"Well enough," he replied without hesitation. His job was a position of power. Every day he held people's lives in his hands, and that feeling suited Cliff just fine. He liked being in control. He drummed his fingers on the table top, deciding what he wanted and lowering his menu before having a sip of his wine. He smacked his lips, enjoying the flavor fully before setting his glass back down. Cliff's eyes drifted towards his wife. She was very beautiful, and he could feel his heart and stomach swell at her sight. It was a difficult emotion to describe...the loving someone so much you want to consume every part of them. There was something predatory in his affections. Casually, he proceeded, "As much as I enjoy my job, you always run into some knuckle heads, even in specialized firm. I know doctors that can't tell Cervical Cancer from Colon Cancer unfortunately," he chuckled, shaking his heads. "But as long as people continue to get sick there will always be a need for doctors. Though, today I was working in the general area. Common colds and birth control. Disgusting place..." he muttered, taking another drink. He glanced at Fiona. "You haven't taken a drink."
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Posted: Fri Aug 02, 2013 3:42 pm
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"Oh, I haven't? I must be really out of it today..." Fiona lightly chuckled at herself before taking a sip, letting the wine linger on her tongue to envelop it with the taste. "Have I told you yet how much you amaze me? Because you really do. You're by far the most brilliant man I know, as well as the most hansome. I feel so ordinary in comparison." Aside from his penchant for murder, torture, and controlling behavior - he really was perfect. She took another sip of her wine, retaining a slightly more relaxed grin as she continued, "As silly as it is, I can't help but wonder what exactly you see in me." He was always getting paranoid and angry when she forgot to text him, went out with her friends for too long, when she went to work and the like. In a twisted sense, she felt like it was her fault that he was always so angry - even if her brain knew otherwise her heart had already been twisted and contorted to his will over the years. What exactly did he like about her? Sure, she was beautiful - there was no denying that - but was there anything to her beyond that in his eyes? He didn't seem to trust her all to much on her own, otherwise he wouldn't get angry whenever she hung out with her friends. She was always so forgetful with her phone, almost never remembering to charge it correctly or to text him back every time. Despite her insecurities, she didn't seem all too upset in asking what she did. If anything she just looked at him with an unusual sort of admiration and perhaps a twinge of amorousness.
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Cliff loved having his ego stroked like this by Fiona. She knew exactly what to say to fill him with pride and belonging. She was his assurance that he was becoming exactly what he wished. He knew though that his wife was expecting a response, one a husband would make. A husband would say their wife is beautiful and leave it at that, but Fiona obviously knew this by the way she flaunted herself in the dress (allowable only when Cliff was at her side), so she must have been wanting something deeper. Something a lover would say. There he smiled as if it were a stupid thing to ask. "Isn't it obvious, Fiona?" He chuckled. He turned his gaze towards her, staring into her eyes, never breaking contact. Cliff made sure he could see the electricity she felt before continuing. "You're creative, kind, decisive, witty, and you have an excellent sense of humor. You adapt well to my life style, and my needs...I appreciate everything you are like no one else in this world will. You compliment me in a way no other woman can. And that is why," he reached, taking her left hand to flash the large diamond sitting on her finger "...I asked you to marry me." Like a gentleman, he kissed her knuckles. What Cliff had described was true. Most of the women he saw before Fiona either became overly obsessed and would not listen to him, or they simply became afraid. Fiona was his world in some ways. He loved her.
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