“Promise me
you won’t tell Martin.”
“Tell him
what?”
“About
this.”
“He
already knows. I told him six months ago that you and me were getting it
on.”
“Oh he’s
never said. No wonder he’s been acting strange.”
“Strange?
I what way?”
“Telling me
that he loves me all the time, and helping me to dress when I am meeting
you.”
“That’s not strange Darlin! That’s what cuckolds do.”
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