Janet was shocked. He thought he had been the most understanding of husbands. He even insisted on her staying home and having plenty of free time, rat...er than work. Besides, he sent her to the best cooking schools in the city, and this was her way of repaying his kindness and understanding?!Janet's parents intervened, as well as friends. So they were persuaded to go to a marriage counselor.Meanwhile, Jack was having second thoughts - if she divorced Janet, what would she do? Officially, she was. We knocked on her front door dont think any ones in so we went round the back garden and there she was pruning the shrubs she looked great in a pair of shorts and a t shirt when Sandra saw us she let out a shout what you doing here fuck off out of here Sandra shouted thats not a very nice way to greet us i said lets have a drink inside the house i said noway you coming in my house ok i said just thought your husband would like to see the photos of you riding that black cock sucking a cock and. Calmly...slipped...****Outside still, my two half-drunk friends debated over the meaning of the tiny lettering on the door."What's it say?" asked Lardo. "I can't read shit that small." It says 'CLINIC - of the Criminally Insane Anarchist Feminist Lesbians'," Chet replied."God-think we should do something?" Naw," said Chet. "He'll be fine."What the hell? I woke up, still strapped to the gurney. No pain, though. Must have got operated on. Feels OK. I tried to sit up, but the straps held my arms. She wanted me to take her virginity. It was the longest 30 seconds of my life. It felt like hours had passed before she stood up from the chair and stormed off to her bedroom, the door slamming as she disappeared. What the hell was going to happen now? How do you get passed this? I thought to myself.On cue, the other half returned home from work. I stood up and greeted her with a kiss and a semi on. She smirked and asked if 'he'd' missed her today. I smiled and said I would show her later.