This pushed me up onto the grass verge, perilously close to the flimsy fence that separated me from a watery grave on the rocks below. I felt the loss...of control as the wheels skidded, trying desperately to find some traction.The car lurched to the right again and I fought to keep it straight.I lost the door mirror. I’m sure the paintwork got fucked up.But I passed the truck and was able to wrestle the car back onto the asphalt and back under control.I quickly checked in the rear-view mirror. I thought of going into his room and tearing them away from him and declaring my true feelings for him, and claiming him as mine for all time. Yes, I wanted him. I wanted to feel his hot kisses and his arms around me. I wanted to share his bed and make love to him. Yet, I knew I did not have the right to love him and he could never love one such as me.I am not saying that there is anything really wrong with me. I have often been told I am beautiful by my lovers and admirers I could feel that. Usually at that time of the day, lots of salesgirls of that age come to our house, or charity collecting girls, without thinking about it, I said to her “I am sorry, I cannot buy anything from you now”She said “But I am not selling anything”I said “then it must be charity which I cannot handle right now, simply because I don’t have any money, I have miss located my wallet”She lifted my walled up with a wide cute smile saying “that is why I am here, I found your wallet at the mall, found your. She's a five-foot-two natural blonde and has a figure that makes men drool like wolves over a kill. The problem is, she has a libido to match. I thought she might cool-down some after we were married, but that didn't happen. If anything, she got worse. I didn't mind the sex three to four times a day. Hell, I knew what I was getting when I proposed to her. But that was before work at the plant picked-up and we had to start putting in regular overtime.In the morning it was OK. I usually woke with.