It just said ‘I shall be in the pub tonight if you wanna come round for a drink; Frankie’ I was like a k** again; and quickly got showered and cha...ged. Wait a minute, she didn’t say what time she would be there. Oh well I’ll just have to go early and make sure I catch her. It was quiet in the pub when I arrived; mind you Tuesday nights probably are anyway. I ordered a pint of Guinness and sat at the bar to drink it. I took out my phone and started trawling through my emails. My concentration. Speed is important.”The remaining minions raised clipboards while my potential partner stood there smirking. Skinny yet muscular, Edmund was younger than Doctor Andersen but lacked all semblance of handsomeness. They were complete opposites. The question was, did I care?No. Knickers already damp, I tore at my clothing, discarding it willy-nilly. Edmund followed suit and, stripped naked, we basked in the glory of four wide-eyed stares. My gaze dropped to Edmund’s crotch. Holy hell!“Only a semi.”. ” I hadn’t told them about Daisy and I wasn’t going to.“I’m thinking of becoming gay,” said Dimitri. “You’ve got girls swarming round you.”“What, Maria?”“And Cheryl and Melinda,” he replied.“Tell you what, when we find out what’s causing people to think I’m gay, we’ll switch over.”“What’s causing people to think you’re gay is you being gay!”I ground my teeth with frustration.“Michael, you said you know I’m gay, right?” I asked.“Yes,” he replied.“Is there any wriggle room? Sexuality is a. Coming home late and forgetting promises became the norm. Abby was patient with me for a long time but occasionally she would let me know that she wasn't happy.She'd say, "I don't know how long I can take this. I want my husband back."I never knew how to react to this so I would always respond by saying, "Things will get better as soon as I make Junior Partner."This went on for more than a year before Abby finally had enough and dropped the bomb on me. I came home from work one night found Abby.