They sat among the bar stools sipping gin and tonics.
His eyes were very boyish, as he began to recite his well rehearsed speech.
“Victoria, I can not continue to see you like this. I can no longer be your sex toy.”
“Sex toy?” she moaned. She knew this moment was coming.
“Is that what you think of us?”
“What else could we be? We are drinking buddies who fuck.”
“How so?”
He sipped on his drink a little longer, to help stop his hands from shaking.
“Please, don’t make this complicated. You know that I care about you. But our sexual relationship is just indulgent, and I can’t let it go on any further.”
Her voice began to tremble.
“I suppose we let lust get the best of us…it only makes sense to cut things off.”
“Exactly,” he whispered.
They looked at each other with weary eyes.
It is much easier to cut off a lustful relationship, that it is to cut off matter of love.
Even if it means lying to each other.