It's a two hour trip and I have plenty of time to think about myterrible wife!Yep, you guessed it - it's the yelling, bossy ass, nagging, trashymouthe..., bitch from hell! I had enough of her crap! She tries to run mylife and I told her to go screw herself (for the hundredth time). Sheaccuses me a screwing around with other women and on top of that -Black Women!You know what? She's right! I have been screwing around for some now.But, it wasn't until she denied me sex and told me to go screw. It’s what guys do. Sorry, I won’t do it again.”“I’m not ready for anything like that, with you or anyone else.”“Ok, ‘nuff said. I think you’d better sit up so I’m not tempted anymore. You look just too good laying there.” She got up and resumed her place on the pillow. I put my arm around her and we finished the movie.As the ground lights came on, I started my car and got in line to leave.“You’re mad, aren’t you?”“No, I’m not mad, I just made a mistake.”“Are you going to take me out ever. I’d worked with Jackie for about 18 months, but never that closely, and she wasn’t one of the normal group I drank with. Sam had joined from School in the August, just before I got married. I knew nothing about her, so in response to the questions about my life, I fired a few back and found out that neither had a boyfriend, Sam having left her boyfriend in October, and Jackie not having had a boyfriend for over a year. Having got to know each other a bit better we set off for the party, being. “A lot.” He whispered. “A couple each year.”Holy shit! You think I would have heard about a monster attacking girls if it was that many. Well maybe not. I didn’t tell anyone and I guess I could see how a girl wouldn’t want to tell someone a monster had attacked her. It was hard enough when it was a human, let alone a “fictional” monster. No one would believe me.“It’s ok.” I said to reassure him.“I can’t control it. It’s like this ever present hunger in the pit of my stomach that will not go.