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Leslie Ann comes on to Jonathan as though they've had a relationship and he has to choose between her and Mary Ann. She's trying to put a seed of doubt in Mary Ann's mind. He begs his wife to believe
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Sated, satisfied, and pleased, her nerves were now less tense.
Leslie Ann focused her efforts, her heart she would re-claim.
Though she wondered why she had such love for Jonathan,
When images of Thomas’s maleness set her blood aflame.
She had never once had to focus on anyone but herself,
Now she felt a fleeting anguish for giving in to weakness.
In Thomas’s arms, she felt something she’d never felt before.
In distress, she stumped her foot for getting in such a mess.
She knew he’d think he owned her for one night of pleasure.
She had to nip-it-in the bud, or he’d fancy himself in love.
Leslie Ann was enthralled by Jonathan, or so she believed
She wasn’t about to give him up for some love-sick dove.
Admiring her soft luscious body, and the feelings he evoked,
She tries to forget him, and his hungry whispered need.
A surge of passion overcame her as he recalled all they’d done,
But she’d forget her feelings, and common sense she would heed.
She dressed carefully and decided to set the record straight,
And hurried to the lab, where she saw a woman kissing her man.
Without thought, she flung her books aside and charged ahead.
She realized too late, it was Jonathan’s wife, the charming Mary Ann.
Leslie Ann was aghast; her rival’s face was both sweet and impish,
As she cast a look at Leslie Ann and dismissed her like a toy.
Jonathan stood on shaky legs as he looked from one to the other.
Surprised, Leslie Ann looked wretched; but his wife was full of joy.
Mary Ann turned around, “So you’re the tart tossing money about,
Trying to buy my husband's love, you miserable, undisciplined brat.”
Pointing a finger she warned, “Little girl, you’d better leave him alone,
Because if you don’t, I’m going to swat you like I would a pesky gnat.”
Leslie Ann not used to put downs, shook with unbridled hate,
“Why you old witch..." But at Jonathan’s scowl, she backed away.
Mary Ann was wound up, but she smiled playfully up at Jonathan.
She knew there would be no regrets, when she made the vixen pay.
“Don’t you even care that I am better for you than this plain Jane?
I've loved you since the night, I saw you outside in the freezing cold?”
Mary Ann looked from Jonathan to Leslie Ann and breathed a sigh.
Leslie Ann stood motionless, waiting to see how things would unfold.
“Jonathan, we’ve been through many good and bad times together,
But if you want this over-sexed, arrogant little twit, I’ll step aside.
“No,” Jonathan pleaded. “I’ve done nothing wrong, you must believe me.
No one can ever take your place in my heart, there’s nothing to decide.”
A happy Thomas entered the lab and took in the scene before him.
His heart plummeted; he knew once again, his heart been betrayed.
He followed Mary Ann out and stood mutely as she handed him a note.
He couldn’t think of their plan - his nerves were jumbled and frayed.
