"I'll get it," my husband said and then opened the door. My heart stopped when I saw him enter our house with a bottle of champagne in his hands. He t...rned toward me as his eyes just pierced me. His gaze was penetrating, but warm and I found myself smiling. He confidently walked toward me, handed the bottle to my husband, reached forward and took my hand and to my surprise kissed it. As his eyes moved back to my face, “Your husband did not warn me on how beautiful you are”, I blushed like a. Putting on her best “can I help you” smile, she turned to greet her patient customer.Whatever words she had planned to say next never came out of her mouth. As soon as she turned all the way around and took in the woman standing in front of the counter, Alice was stunned into insensibility.Fortunately, Louise chose that moment to reappear from the back room and, with a broad smile on her face, greeted the customer instead.“Welcome to the Pink Lady,” the fifty-two-year-old brunette said in a. The problem I had with Eddie the asshole arose about eight years after Roxie and I got married. My solution to this problem was what moved me into the Asshole category for life.One day Eddie came to our house. I could tell he was angry when he came in. I asked, "What's the matter Eddie?"Eddie got right in my face and started yelling. "You asshole," he said. I found some pictures of you with my wife. I want you to keep your ass away from Janice. You hear me?" Whoa man. I've never been with your. We got in the car and followed our friends to the club. When we arrived at the club it looked awesome. It was lit up with a million neon lights and you could hear the music down the road. I thought to myself this is gonna be great. We walked inside and it was the main room. A lounge type room with a bar lining the entire wall. We sat down with our friends and grabbed a few drinks while chatting. They were explaining all the different parts of the club. It had rooms for people who just wanted to.