*Months ago when I posted my first two encounters with my landlady (see my post history), I received a ton of messages and comments asking if there was a third hookup. As I said in the comments, we did indeed have a final encounter just as I was moving out of the unit. I’ve been meaning to write up a retelling of this final encounter, but failed to find the time until now. To those who asked: here it is.*
*( Also if anyone has any advice/tips/experience regarding self-publishing erotic writing/journaling, please msg me! I need help lol )*
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My lease was up, and as much as I liked the unit’s price tag, there were too many issues with the place for me to justify staying. I had found a handful of places that offered more square footage, a better location, some of which were newly renovated, for only $100 (and some change) extra a month. It was time to get out.
I sent my landlord a text informing her that I would not be renewing my lease. She immediately replied with a text explaining what I would need to do to get my security deposit back. The wording was surprisingly clinical, as though I hadn’t spent accumulative hours deep in her guts. Alas, business is business I guess.