I imagined her in a black leather costume with thigh-high boots and a whip. It fitted her image, even though I wasn’t into that kind of thing. Howev...r, she said that she had left that all behind and had practically given up on men, so what was she looking for in me? I decided I’d have to leave it a while and see how things evolved. We’d only been together for a couple of weeks, and hopefully, we could work together to solve any potential problems and move on.It was when we were less than ten. Who are all busy with PTA and nursery school. I have nothing to say except, 'that's nice' when they start bragging on their kids. Even the Moms have teens in sports and clubs.I have a pilots license, with every endorsement possible ... except jet fighters ... Damn Marines balked about that ... I could go to Russia and learn to fly their fighters...DING DONG."I'll get it, Maria." I had to race her to the door."Good Morning, Ma'am. Is the man of the house in?"A salesman ... in jeans and tee. Here, chew a couple sticks of this gum and whatever you do don't burp again."Jack laughed, let out a huge burp and asked, "You mean like that?"I complained, "Jack, you do that around the Captain or the doctors they will know that you've been drinking. That would mean a court-martial for both of us."Jack nodded his head and started smacking the hell out of the gum and then all hell broke loose. The ambulance started to careen around, which would have tossed us out of our seats if we weren't. .." Oh, it's so mixed up... so different from when we were first married... and he scared me half to death... wanting to do it all the time! I was sure then that he was some kind of a sex maniac! Now... I'm the one who's worked up all the time... and can't get enough of it! She wished that there was something else that she could do, that she had some other marketable skill she could exploit, such as being a secretary or sales clerk, but it was useless even to think about it. Her typing was.