You guessedit, hours later I was standing in front of the stove getting cookinglessons that Kathy swears I asked for! Worse yet, I had a ruffledwhite...apron tied around my neck and waist! I quickly pulled off theapron but felt a strange twinge of regret that I couldn't explain.As the months passed I found these blackouts to be happening more oftenalthough there were times that I had faint memories of asking to helpwith some housework or cooking! I was afraid that I was going crazybut Kathy. Names AJ, welcome to shitville U.S.A. Josh looks at his hand and takes it as he is helped up. The tan brunette steps up and speaks in a beautiful accent, Italian maybe? I know you have many questions and we will answer them all but first allow us to introduce ourselves she says.Josh looks at her, he doesnt understand whats going on at all. Where the fuck was he? The beautiful Italian woman speaks up, my name is Alona she says with a smile and then points at the redhead first and the tall girl. By the time I slipped under the sheets I could hear her sleeping noiselessly, her small frame gathered into the fetal position. I’d slide in beside her, inhaling the fresh scent of her thick blonde hair and the warmth of her neck as I caressed her with my lips. It was at these moments that I realized how much I cherished my wife. She was everything I ever wanted and continues to make me happy in every way. It was my shame as a husband-as a man- to fail her as I am. I’d drift to sleep regretful. Slowly, ever so slowly, the colors faded from the sky as the sun descended into the western horizon. In the tangle of trees behind her, sloping down a quarter of a mile to the sluggish river that separated the mansion from the town, the frogs took up their cacophony, so loud that she didn’t even hear the house’s front door open. WHAM!Ada nearly jumped out of her skin, barely stifling a shriek as the door banged shut and wriggling further back into the weeds as the apparently automatic porch.