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Chapter 8 by MissTaken MissTaken

Will you do it?

No.

No, that doesn't make sense. Another raunchy photo would only serve to embolden him in his advances, and those need to stop. You need to tell him to stop.

"No, Rick. I'm sorry. Promising you another picture was a mistake, and our flirting has gotten out of hand. I'm not mad. It's my fault. I let it go on longer than I should have because I thought it was harmless, but I can see now that I gave you the wrong idea."

You chose your words carefully, modifying the text more than once before sending. You know he'll be disappointed. He's already lonely and depressed. You hope he doesn't get angry. You like Rick, and you hope the two of you can remain friends.

About half an hour later, you receive a response. "Okay, Jen," it reads. "I'm sorry that I got carried away. I'm not going to say that I didn't mean the things I said, but I shouldn't have said them. Can I blame it on your sister, too? lol"

"Absolutely! You can blame your wife, too. I'm still here for you if you ever need to vent. Friends?"

"Friends."

You sigh as you lay your phone down on the coffee table, then knock back the rest of the wine in your glass. "That went well," you say aloud, "or ended well, anyway."

What are you going to do now?

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