Monday, June 25, 2012

Sissy Shame

On the bed beside me, my wife was being fucked. I didn’t know by whom. But she continuously was calling out the name, “Sam,” which happened to be my boss’ name. Would she? Would he? The answer to at least one of those questions was decidedly, “Yes!”  The unanswered question was the second one.  Would I be able to tell when I saw Sam at work tomorrow?

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