But in the depths of my being, I knew that I’d chosen our path and there was no going back. I wanted Sue to be Francis’ woman tonight.CryingIt see...ed to take forever, but eventually, I heard a key in the front door and I looked up to see Sue. She looked incredibly nervous. The moment she saw me she threw herself into my arms and gave me a huge hug, the gentle sound of her sobbing making me wonder what had happened.I wrapped her in my arms and waited.As I waited, I thought how good her warm body. I kicked and thrashed about as tears and doggy juice tainted snot poured out of my eyes and nose, covering my face and making it difficult to breathe and making me quake in fear. I could only keep it up for a minute (that seemed an eternity!), which finally became impossible to contain as his knot swelled my cheeks out and became too big to hold, so I pulled back and yanked my mouth off him in a splash of goo and I fell to the side. “Oh shit!” I gasped aloud as I lay on my side trying to. His wife was excited and began throwing off her clothes, and then she asked, “What was the 1-2-3 for?”And that, boys and girls, is why we should never end our sentences with a preposition, because we could end up with dangling participle.I can tell if someone is lying just by looking at them. I can also tell if they’re standing.My grandma is in her 90’s and she still doesn’t need glasses. She drinks right out of the bottle.What type of doctor is Dr. Pepper? A FIZZ-ician. (Okay, I will stop. Rather, itfelt as if he were making love to me with that finger. I was completelyat his will. I sat back in my chair, breathed deeply and closed myeyes. After what seemed like an eternity...I remembered that my husbandwas sitting about ten feet away from me. I opened my eyes to see whathe was doing and saw that he was staring right at me. I jumped a littleand pushed Marcus to one side. I reached for my drink and swallowed therest of it down.Rather than yelling at me, my husband simply.