"I think I'm a lesbian."Elaine rolled her eyes. "Yeah, and I'm the Pope."Kendra looked up from her task. "I'm serious."Sipping her wine, Elaine said, ...Look, whoever you want to be is fine by me. Personally I think you like guys too much to be a lesbian. But hey, what would I know?" It's all an act."Elaine still wasn't sure whether Kendra was screwing with her head. "So what makes you think you're a lesbian?" she asked."I want the feel and the touch of a woman. I want what only a woman can give.. I'm not being funny here, I'm being honest.I think of all the names the readers of erotic material call the woman who has had an affair a bitch, whore, slut, and many more names. They want the husbands to dump their wife, beat them up and in some cases kill the mother fuckers. They never try to understand them or why they did it. They don't take the time to listen to them and most of all never forgive them.Is there still a double standard? Should a woman forgive her husband if he has an affair. That makes it easy, get your ass on that bed and shut the fuck up.' Whimpering I moved back into the corner naked from the waist down my butt hole aching. Jerome came around the bed, I quickly crossed the bed in two steps. Jerome dashed back between me and the door. I retreated back to where I was originally. Jerome started to come around the bed again I stepped on to the bed and just as I lifted my other leg up and started to cross the bed, Jerome dived and grabbed my ankle and snatched me. She noticed he was looking at her exposed cleavage as she went by."Really Dwayne! You don't see enough from your whores? You got to look down my shirt as I walk by?"Dwayne didn't respond, he just smiled and had a chuckle to himself. As Jen knocked on the door Dwayne came around the corner, he didn't say anything, just watched her. When I didn't answer the door Jen called my cell. It rang and I realized that I had forgotten to silence the ringer. Dwayne thinking quick on his feet said "that's.