CopyCat Cafe: Kat Agrees To Dinner

Continues from here. I’d spent most of the week moody descending towards annoying apparently, from what Sonya told me more than once. At work she tried to send me home on more than one occasion but I refused, there was no point being moody at home with no one to share it with and I... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: A new beginning?

Continues from here. It had been six long weeks since I saw him, he hadn’t even been bringing the kids in on the weekends. Don’t for a second get me wrong I still longed for him, longed for his touch, longed for his warmth and above all longed for his company, I'd exposed a wound... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: The End?

Continues from here. So where was I? Oh that’s right Simon and I were in the kitchen of my cafe, he had come in to apologize for the outburst his wife made less than an hour before. I had told him that the only way Sonya was able to get rid of her was to... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Kat gets an apology

Continues from here. After Sonya was able to escort Simon’s ex out of the cafe so easily by threatening to tell Simon that she was sleeping with her I had to wonder why the excuse worked so well. According to what Simon had told me previously his wife never left the house, yet in three... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Welcome to the cafe Bitch

Continues from here “I’ll have the tart please.” I looked up from behind the counter. “Oh look she’s already here, but she stinks so much I think she’s past her used by date!” ‘Shit, it’s HER!’ I thought as I looked up and saw Simon’s annoying bitch of a wife standing before me. “Can I... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: And SHE Makes Three

Copycat Cafe continues from here. Over coffee, which was taken in bed sitting up completely naked we talked about ourselves. There is something wonderfully open and honest when you’re naked and discussing topics, sure a person can still lie but in my limited experience unless they are a heartless wanker they don’t. During our conversation... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Meet Me At Home

Continues from here. As soon as I replied to the message I began having second thought about doing it. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to spend time with Simon, I did. It wasn’t even my ideas about being the ‘other woman,’ although I may never get over that particular feeling it was waning a... Continue Reading →

CopyCat Cafe: Kat Meets The Ex

Continues from here. Ok so I made the call, spoke to Simon and his final words were for me to drop around any time. Of course when I went back inside Sonya was all questions. “What did he say?” “When will you see him?” I reminded Sonya that Simon was married and that like me... Continue Reading →

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