"No!" I growled. "I don't wanna talk to you. I don't wanna see you. I don't wanna do anything with you anymore. I just came over here to get my stuff....I want my gold necklace back; the one I let you borrow last week." Wh-wh-what's going on? Did I do something?" Don't play like you're innocent! I... I just can't believe you! How could you? I know how! Because you're a trifling, disgusting, piece of trash who uses your looks to get what you want because you ain't good for nothing else!"Crystal's. As I closed the door and locked it behind me I could not hold my excitement at the thought of finding out the secrets this magazine held.I got the magazine out of my underwear drawer and I sat on the floor with my back to my bed and I rested the magazine on top of my legs, i opened it and went right past the index page which I had seen before, I couldn't wait to get to the good stuff.As I turned the pages a bunch of adds came first. I stopped and looked at some of them just because there were. I was going to call you after a day of you feeling like I had, but you came out and we argued and then…’ ‘And then I disappeared.’ I took her in my arms and held her close. ‘Both our faults I suppose.’ I kissed away her tears. ‘Doesn’t matter now. It’s long forgotten.’ ‘But not by him. He wants money or he said he was going to tell you about my lie.’ ‘You’ve just told me yourself, so he can go and take a running jump.’ ‘I already told him I’d meet him tonight, and…’ ‘Forget it. You are not. I always thought we had a great marriage, but I had obviously been very wrong. It has all been a sham, total bullshit. My wife is a whore, it’s something I have to face, but I don’t want to. In fact, I don’t think I will face it, I don’t want to and I shouldn’t have to. Fuck it, I DO know what I’m going to do, that fucking bitch and her stupid black butt fuckers will never know what hit them. I got up and grabbed my new cell phone, the nice one that my wife had gotten me for my recent.