He smelled mildew on them, but didn’t care. ‘You’re going to have some explaining to do. Most wives don’t care to have hubby gone for two days...smelling like pussy.’ ‘I took a shower,’ he snapped, grabbed his dead cell phone and stomped out slamming the door behind him. ‘We fucked up.’ Jackie held Maria close. ‘We’ll see,’ Maria said blankly. ‘Jenny’s a pig.’ She spat on the floor then walked into the bedroom leaving Jackie at the door. It was Sunday morning so traffic was light and Andy speed. Something however was not quite right, ofcourse, his hair.! He quickly scoured the box contents recalling feelingsomething hairy and sure enough there was a grey wig in an old ladypermed style. Standing in front of the mirror again he donned the wig,fussing with it until he felt happy and then stood back to review theeffect.John was amazed and pleased at the sight, just a few more additions andhis impulses would be satisfied. First footwear, the box provided someheavyweight knee length silk. "... Despite the fact that the game appears to be a mismatch, you viewers will have a chance to watch Rory Renton, on of the top collegiate players and pro prospects in the country," the lead TV announcer intoned before the game."That's right, Mel," the color man, Sammy Taylor, a former pro cornerback, interjected. "This kid has speed, quickness, and instincts that have the pro scouts just drooling." Kicking off to Renton for the visitor's will be freshman walk-on Cal Banner. Sammy, what must. “I know I screwed up, Dan,” she said, “but I don’t want to lose you. Please, give me a second chance.” I smiled, kissed her on the cheek and left. For the next three days every waking hour was consumed with thoughts of my situation. I even cancelled all my shoots telling my clients I wasn’t feeling well. It wasn’t a lie, I felt like crap all day and all night and there was no way I could concentrate anyway. I wanted so much to put my marriage back together. I thought about a trial separation,.