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James Foster's assistant, Amelia Hayes, sent a Valentine's gift to my house. When I opened it, I realized it was condoms, different flavors. Before I could even react, Amelia started crying and yelling. "Why is the strawberry one missing? Did she make you give her some?" James denied it helplessly, but Amelia wouldn't let it go. "Prove it to me, or don't even think about touching me tonight!" James looked tense. He dragged me, still half-asleep, to a gynecologist's appointment. I screamed in panic. "James! Even if you don't love me, I've been with you since I was seventeen! All to prove something to the other woman? You've got no shame!" James stayed calm, a faint smirk on his face. "Yeah, you're the one with shame. You slept with me at seventeen?" I froze. Tears streamed down my face. Fine. This time, I'd give up both shame and him.