My birthday was just two days away."I would like nothing better than a divorce." I spoke as I adjusted my tie, "As per prenuptial you will have to wal... away with what you brought into this marriage - nothing."She looked at my reflection in the mirror and found no smile floating on my lips. "You are serious, aren't you?" Damn right, I am. I was going to wait till Monday before asking for the divorce, however, since you wanted to gift me something, why not this." I walked up to the closet and got. "You are the reason she's buried in an early grave."I really wished he wouldn't insult my mother like that. It broke my heart and reopened old wounds, worse than actually stabbing me and it was just as painful.My father held my life in his hands, my breaths struggled to ease into my lungs without inadvertently causing his hand to slip any closer to my neck than it already was. The man ahead of me glanced to his side briefly but continued to the door. I wrenched a little in his grip, his fingers. The door to the bedroom was half-open. I slowly walked across the den. I could hear my wife’s voice moaning, “Oh God, Michelle.” As I peaked into the room I saw Kara and Michelle standing face to face on the other side of the bed. Their arms were wrapped around each other. My wife’s back was to the doorway and I could see that Michelle’s lips were gently kissing her neck. Kara’s hands rested on Michelle’s waist. Michelle teasingly kissed Kara’s breasts through her dress. Her lips slowly pressed. It was nice getting all the attention.” “You get attention all the time from the boys at school.” I grimaced. “That’s not the same. They’re little boys, just staring at my tits because they don’t know how to act around a girl they like. I think if one of them were to come up to me, and openly and maturely ask about me, or want to take me out on a date, I think I’d be different.” I realized what I’d said had been a mistake as soon as I saw the crushed look on Minda’s face. “Oh. So….