SensatioSeeker
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Jason walks through the door of the two bedroom apartment that he shares with his step-sister Sybil. He stops in the living room, shirtless and sweaty, and glances over at Sybil who is on the sofa with a cup of coffee. He narrows his eyes at her thinking no woman has the right looking as good as she does this early in the morning. He knows that she has just crawled out of bed. It amazes him that she gets up just as early as he does, and especially on a Saturday morning. He glances down at himself and mumbles something about Damn Texas summers and walks to the bathroom for a shower. He has that typical intense look on his face he always has. The look that makes everyone, but those who know him, think he is always angry.
He finishes His shower and starts to walk out. He stops staring at the towel in his hand, with a sigh he wraps it around his waist thinking about how his habits have changed since Sybil moved in. “Damn cheating husband.” He thinks as he opens the bathroom door. He stops in the short hallway connecting the living room to the bedrooms and glances at Sybil. Then he walks into his bedroom and shuts the door a little harder than he meant to. He removes the towel laying it on a chair and begins to gather the clothes he will wear for the day. He decides that he wants to go for a very long ride on his motorcycle and wonders if Sybil might want to join him. She’s always a blast to get out with and makes a great backpack. She has never minded that the Indian he owns is a chief bobber dark horse with no windshield or saddle bags. He just straps a large duffle bag to a luggage rack on the rear fender.
He finishes His shower and starts to walk out. He stops staring at the towel in his hand, with a sigh he wraps it around his waist thinking about how his habits have changed since Sybil moved in. “Damn cheating husband.” He thinks as he opens the bathroom door. He stops in the short hallway connecting the living room to the bedrooms and glances at Sybil. Then he walks into his bedroom and shuts the door a little harder than he meant to. He removes the towel laying it on a chair and begins to gather the clothes he will wear for the day. He decides that he wants to go for a very long ride on his motorcycle and wonders if Sybil might want to join him. She’s always a blast to get out with and makes a great backpack. She has never minded that the Indian he owns is a chief bobber dark horse with no windshield or saddle bags. He just straps a large duffle bag to a luggage rack on the rear fender.
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