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Eric made Diandra tell him who the dude was that she`d been cheating on him with. He grilled her like a pissed off detective wanting every little detail over and over. He had to know how many times they did it and how many ways they did it. He demanded she tell him who was better and bigger. Wherever he could go he went there. Eric was crazed. Diandra claimed that it had been only one night. She told him she`d been feeling lonely and unloved. She told Eric that she thought he didn`t want her anymore. All Eric could think was how the f&%k did she come to that crazy %#&@$! conclusion? He gave this woman his all. Why did women always expect a man to be able read their damn minds? How could she have done him like that? What the hell was she thinking when another n*$$#r had his d&ck inside of her, where only his should have been? Eric`s mind was in turmoil. There were so many thoughts and emotions swirling throughout his mind like a hurricane. He couldn`t think straight. Hell, he couldn`t even see straight. That was when he realized that tears were clouding his vision. Eric looked at the woman he loved. He was so furious that he couldn`t even hear what the hell she was saying, he could only see her lips moving. She reached out to try to touch him and he smacked her hand away. He never wanted her to ever touch him again. As far as he was concerned she was contaminated. Another man`s hands had been on her. Eric craved revenge. He was going to find that motherf$#ker who had the nerve to touch his woman. Eric got his car keys and left. He drove around for what seemed like hours. He had only one thing on his mind. Murder. To this day Eric is so glad that he couldn`t find the dude. Because if he had he definitely would have killed him and then where would he be? It just wasn`t worth it. Eric bunked with one of his boys for an entire week. That was the most miserable week of his life. He couldn`t stopthinking about Diandra. Despite what she`d done to him; he still loved her. He wanted things to be the way they used to be. He couldn`t see living his life without her in it. Eric did some soul searching and he decided that he was willing to swallow his pride and try to work it out. He loved her just that damn much. So he decided to go home and try to talk to Diandra calmly and rationally without all the anger. When Eric got there the house was quiet. He went to the bedroom and she was lying across the bed crying her eyes out. He felt weak as soon as he saw her. She had always had that kind of an effect on him. No woman was more loved by a man that Diandra was by Eric. She must have felt his presence, because she looked up at him with the most unhappy expression he`d ever seen on a person. She looked how he felt. They just looked into each other`s eyes for what seemed like an eternity. Silently communicating their love. Diandra looked so small and helpless and sweet. Eric couldn`t help but be affected by her. She was so pretty. She was the mother of his son. She was the first and only woman he had ever truly loved. She was his world. Eric knew he had to gorgive her. He couldn`t leave her. She was a part of his soul. Between the two of them they`d find a way to rebuild what they once had. Make it better. Make it stronger. Make it invincible. Eric wasn`t even angry anymore. His heart just ached so damn bad. He knew that life without his Diandra was comparable to death. Eric sat on the bed and gathered Diandra`s perfect little body into his strong arms and held her close. She burrowed deeply into his embrace. Diandra had been so afraid that he`d never be able to forgive her. Eric was such a proud man. She didn`t mean to hurt him. She just got caught up and man did she regret it now. Truth be told, she had lied when she told Eric she`d felt lost and lonely and unloved. She knew without a doubt that Eric loved her. She just had aproblem when it came to men and sex. Diandra always tried to fight the temptation, she really did. That was just one fight that she always seemed to lose. She just hoped that she wasn`t going to lose the love of her life over some sex that meant nothing to her. It was all just physical. There were no emotional entanglements. It was just sex. Diandra never got enough sex. It wasn`t that Eric didn`t satisfy her, because he did. She just had to have it whenever and wherever the mood struck her. She liked variety. Different men fulfilled her in different ways. No two were the same. Diandra felt that as long as her heart belonged to Eric that she wasn`t really cheating. For Diandra sex was like a drug. After a while it took more and more to get that same "high". It really had absolutely nothing to do with Eric. It was all her. As she sat wrapped in her man`s arms loved and forgiven; she was thinking to herself that she just had to be more careful next time. Because there was simply no way that she could stop. Illicit sex was her drug. Sooner or later she was going to have to her fix.

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