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Secret Tapes

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"Halo"

"Halo, Chris."

"Yes Charlene, What is up?"

"I see you you still have my number. I want to ask you a question."

"Really? I am busy right now, how about some other time."

"What other time?"

"When I am free."

"I think you know why I have called you?"

"To tell me that you love me and breaking up with me was a mistake?"

"No, you know what I am talking about."

"Listen Charlene, stop talking in riddles, I am a busy man these days. I don't have time for nonsense."

"Oooh, you are going to act like that huh?"

"Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? Are you going to upload another video?"

"Another video of what?"

"Do you know how much you have hurt me? I shared an intimate moment with you and now everyone in the world knows about it."

There is an eerie silence.

"I trusted you. I thought you would be mature enough. I thought I ...I was wrong. How could you Chris? How could you? It was suppose to be our secret."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"You did not just say that? CHRIS?! No, no, no you did not just say that. You want to tell me you are unaware of the fact that our sex tapes were uploaded on line?"

"I have no recollection of what you are saying. What do you mean sex tapes?"

"Really Chris? Really? You are going to lie to me?"

"Yes really. What do you mean sex tapes?"

"Chris when we were together we made se...love videos. When we broke up you made a promise that you would not share them. My husband just found one the videos with my face clearly visible. He was shown by his friend who has seen me before."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

"Really? Well, thank you, thanks a lot Chris. My husband is filing for a divorce because he thinks I am a porn star, I hope you are happy."



The phone goes silent.

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