DeGene'swild thrashings slowly became languid, aroused movements. The aphrodesiacs inthe food went to work and further subverted her normal outrage a...d fear.DeGene's body responded despite what her mind wanted, so in defense, her minddetatched itself from the goings-on, unable to reconcile her 'rape' with thefeelings her body was exhibiting. Thus freed, her body became even morearoused and ready. Finally Eric, whose fingers were the barometer, stated (for DeGene'sbenefit, since verbal. Like I said, that has been going on for months, but you endure it since you married “in sickness and in health.”But the last two weeks have been unbearable. When she did speak to me I almost wish she hadn’t. She limited her conversation to some kind of insult about my manhood or my inability to satisfy her in bed. Of course reminding her of the last 25 years with no complaints was met with the ever so humbling “I faked it every damn time” from her.OK, no denying it, the love of my life has been. The next several weeks were good ones in my estimation. She was always home when she should have been. No mention was made of his Gabrielship during the whole time. And, our sex and love per se were top drawer."Why don't we go out tonight," I said, on the seventh Friday following her supposed split with the interloper."Can't tonight, hon, got a date with Marian Walsh from the office. We've been tasked with putting together a presentation for some selected clients. If it goes well, there might. By fate, perhaps, Mark, ordering another pint, was next to Brian at the bar when he made his loud comment about his team being a bunch of queers and fairies, playing so miserably tripping over their feet all the time. Brian saw the humor in Mark’s statement, as Brian was accustomed to when amused, turned to Mark and calmly said in a clear voice for all to hear, “Actually, tripping over your feet is more a hetero thing, isn’t it? I thought fairies and queers were graceful and danced around.”As.