This particular night, she went out to walk Petey wearing a long tee shirt and loose fitting jogging shorts and barefoot. No bra on this outing, she w...s still feeling the excitement of the night at the supermarket. She had been gone about ten minutes longer than normal when she returned a little out of breath and flushed.I asked her if everything was all right. She replied by tossing me her jogging shorts, which had been balled up in her hand. Her long tee shirt (actually one of mine she. We exchanged rings vowing that the infinite circle symbolized our unending love, and God’s unending love for us.We took a healthy breath as the pastor announced: “Based on the vows you’ve exchanged, the promises you’ve made before God and these people, and by the power vested in me by God and the state of Illinois, I now pronounce you ... man ... and wife. NOW ... you may kiss your bride!”Oh yes. It was quite a kiss as the congregation cheered and clapped. The sound around us seemed distant,. Why is that so important? Only because I believe that all the women my husband wasted his sperm with, were total sluts. You see, Gary was one of the most attractive and sexy men I ever knew. He had a certain appeal that made (the right) women melt in front of him. Melt? Well, you know, when a certain part of a woman starts to drip, and the sticky liquids flow down her legs - it's like a melting candle. Isn't it?When I talk about women being sluts I know what I'm saying, because some of these. ' Marsh's face abruptly turned flinty. 'She's... from my side ofthe family.''Now you mention it, I can see the resemblance,' Stephen said. Hefinished his coffee. 'Do you see them much?''Less than I'd like. My... my ex got custody. I see them every otherSaturday. It's not much but I can understand the court's decision.'Marsh sighed again, then took a deep breath, obviously snapping himselfout of it. 'Okay, back to work, right?'Stephen was mildly impressed. 'Right,' he agreed.***Marsh was an.