The saga of Christy’s life continues as she finds some form of happiness in Frank. What will this change mean for Christy and her children?
His name was Frank; he was 6 feet tall with dark hair and a perfect complexion. Despite the fact that Christy wanted to spend more time with Frank she denied him when he asked for her phone number. She had gotten pretty good at hard to get and wanted to see what his reaction would be. He was in no way desperate for a date; he could take home any single woman and half the married women in the bar. There was a line a mile long of girls who had either dated or would have killed to date Mr. Gorgeous.
Frank didn’t react the way she had hoped, in fact he didn’t really react at all. He simply said goodbye and whisked some blonde out the door instead. The girls he had been with had a nickname as his flavor of the day and Christy wanted no part of having a reputation like that, still she couldn’t help thinking that deep inside he may be Mr. Right.
Christy regretted not giving Frank her number and wanted to see him again; their next encounter would be set up by Christy and Gia. Frank worked late and usually made his bar appearance near midnight so Gia helped find the perfect outfit for Christy to wear, an unforgettable black cat suit that defined her every curve. Christy strapped on her 4 inch black patent heels and pulled her hair part way up in a sexy, carefree style. They made sure the look was perfectly complete and left for the bar about 10pm.
Just as expected, Frank walked through the door looking just as beautifully perfect as he always had and Christy made her move. The girls’ plan was in fact a flawless one and Frank left the bar with Christy before he could even order a drink. The attraction was almost animalistic at first, Christy didn’t want the night to ever end.
As it turned out, that one night would be the first of many. Christy didn’t work outside the home and Frank said that he had been laid off so they were able to spend the entire next month lying in bed together. They talked about every subject imaginable and shared even their deepest secrets. Frank made her feel like a princess and at that time nothing else mattered. If comfort was she was seeking Christy had found it; it wasn’t long before she was comforted only by his touch.
If you are just joining us in this mini series please go back and read Christy’s saga from the beginning.
PART ONE: OVERCOMING FEARS
PART TWO: THE SAGA CONTINUES