The doorbell rang, harbinger of pizza. I put the box on the counter and opened the lid with Jo anxiously at my side."Mmmmm," she said. "I can smell th... anchovies." What a rare creature you are," I said, handing her a plate. "Coke?" Wonderful!"We sat at the table across from each other, eating, talking and laughing."I LOVE this," she said. "Nobody I know of wants these things." I love 'em myself," I said. "And I'm like you. If I have 'em, I usually get my own pizza." How do anchovy kisses. ”“No, Jenny,” I said, “I mean, you are part of my family, I mean you are the mother to my children and you never endeavored to make a family with someone else, so yes you are family, and I love you, but that’s not what I mean.”She looked very distressed by what I was saying. Not angry, just confused.“I have a family in North Dakota,” I said, “Not far from Fargo. A woman named Cheryl. There are children with her, two of them, two more from other women, one of whom is still alive and I love her-. Then he started shocking me more frequently and he slapped my buttocks.My body was convulsing as he was pumping as hard as he had done yet. The butt electric shocks now were getting longer and longer as to where they were pulsing in the beginning. Suddenly I heard him start grunting and then he held the button down of that machine for what felt like a minute.Now I could feel his cock pulsing as he came deep inside of my anus. He grunted loud as I felt his burning semen splashing inside of my. " You sound as if you don't care if your marriage goes into the toilet?" That's the problem bro, I don't care. My marriage has been in the toilet for almost five years now and it is time to end the farce, to put it out of its misery."I thought back to the day seven years ago when life had seemed so full of promise.As I stood watching Linda come down the aisle toward me on the arm of her father I had a grin that stretched from ear to ear. She was drop dead gorgeous, she was smart, she was witty.