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"No. No what makes this so crazy – what they threw on the ground had nothing to do with the woman he was screwing. The thing on the ground was his graduation diploma from our Iowa Master's Writing class. Wild huh?"
"Gwen. Do you know exactly when this happened – the fire, I mean?" Jan scanned the room and saw her husband across the room. He was chatting amiably with a group of men. She knew the answer before Gwen spoke the words.
"Just this last summer Jan; early to mid-August, I think."
Jan stared at her husband. She watched as he turned toward her fixing his gaze on hers.
His eyes were ablaze with a burning passion.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous5 days agoOther than writing,the asshole's other main love was his dick,so he would need to loose it by knife or acid. Also the husband gets a year long hall pass. If these conditions are not met,the story paints the cheating whore as a successful writer,so I'm sure that the poor husband would make out good financially. I'll check back in a few days to see if the toxic feminists who run this website and if the man hating writer allow my comments to stand.
26thNC25 days agoLove this one. He took that son of a bitch’s soul, and his wife knows it. Kiwihunter have you considered therapy for being a simpering little sissy who obviously hates men? Try it soon.
Anonymous4 months agoWaste of time reading. Written well but the concept unbelievable. I don’t understand why writers continually show women crapping all over men and then the men take the women back. No self respecting man would have ever taken her back. LM
Chimo19614 months agoShe would need to endure a backhand from me, to take her back. A physical strike that leaves a mark all her friends can see. Then I would accept this whore back. Marked as mine by bruise and hand
