Surprisingly, the three remaining guys were fairly sober, while the two wives and one fiancée left had been heavily into the wine coolers in the kitc...en. Laughing, they plopped down in vacant chairs and wanted to know why the game was over.“‘Cause three handed poker sucks,” explained Tom.His fiancée laughed and picked up the cards in front of her. “Are kings and queens any good?” asked Tammy. The guys looked at the cards she held up in disgusted relief. Barry had tossed down a full house to go. Beth and I were doing the same with each other."Don't you think you were a little hard on Stephanie?" asked Beth, as we walked to the SUV."Beth, she was trying to steal you away from me," I replied."And you thought her chances were pretty good?" she mocked.I looked at her with a frustrated look. "No, but that's not the point. She's always been a conniving little bitch..." She kind of reminds me of me ... well the way I used to be. That's what makes her so dangerous. What happens if she. ‘So take it off,’ his mind said casually. ‘Fuck the key, break the lock.’ ‘It’s not that simple,’ he replied. It was never that simple, and Mark couldn’t take it anymore. It wasn’t so much that Ellen made the same damned scrambled eggs (always slightly burned, no matter how hard she tried and no matter how much he complained) or the fact that she would always leave a wrinkle in his best shirts from her hectic ironing the night before. No, that was stuff that he supposed all husbands had to put. Which by the way, will be final,” she said.“Yes, of course Julie,” I said quietly.“So be an obedient wanker, and write down all your passwords, so I can access all your private files. Just so you know, some passwords will be changed by me, so you will have to ask my permission, to access your own files in the future,” she laughed. “You can also include your credit card details and passwords, as I think I will need to use them, quite soon, she said.I sat at the table, and began writing the.