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She ran over to me, jumping on my lap, kissing me, clinging to me. "Don't say were" she sobbed. "Please don't say were like that. I am still all of those things. I need to be all of those things but, can't you see? It's not enough for me now."God, she was relentless. "You haven't lost me, John. I am still here. I will always be here. I promised you and I meant it."
"Ah yes" I sighed. "You promised me so much. Most sundays." I pushed her off me. "Don't worry, my sweet darling wife, I won't rock your precious boat."
With that, I went upstairs and climbed into bed. Soon after, she slipped in beside me and tried to snuggle into my arm, just like she did every night. I didn't let her. She turned over with an exasperated sigh and the house fell silent.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous22 days agoToo bad hubby didn't have at least a couple of even litle balls and maybe alittle sense. Get away asap, get all the evidence needed and burn them all as much as possible.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoMaybe continue the without the ending where some have told you the expect and want. What if someway they both give ground remaining together with a an arrangement both can except, but not at all a finale story.
Anonymousabout 2 months agoThe writings great. I liked the story. What I don't understand did you write your way into a corner, or did some comments cause you to leave it alone? I'm asking because I was left with the feeling this was the beginning of a much grander series, like those that most every long term reader on Litrotica not only knows about, but some where other writers have borrowed a character to use for their own story.
sf_operative635 months agoI am requesting the author allow for me to write what should be the final chapter.
DOL
Russell116 months agonot your best ending compared to the rest of your stories, rely does need an ending.
Anonymous9 months agoShe didn't want to press it. But John's friend did go to the police and of course, they checked with the Hospital concerning the tests... Meanwhile. John wasn't stupid...The police detective put a wire on him when he went back to work.... He was still wearing the wire when he was told what happened to their last victim.... The un-holy three showed up at John's home... He yelled at them to get out... they laughed at him and told him he was going to prison... John yelled at them, You fuckers drugged my wife... the amount could've easily killed her... And because it's still in her system... She's craving more gang-bangs... they laughed telling him "That's the plan !" Just then, out of the guest room walked in the detective... on the police radio... Into the house came several other policemen... With what was recorded on the wire... Their threat was over... The man they put into prison. got out and exonerated. The three were handcuffed. and as they were taken outside. there were four news crews filming for the Six O'clock news... Law Firm uses date drugs to turn men's wives into sex sluts.... Debbie, underwent a complete transfusion to remove the tainted drug blood from her body... The three got sentenced to prison... It was no white collar prison. some of the inmates knew these three... Revenge. The guards heard the yelling and commotion. They ran to break up the crowd... Peter was lying there. a sheave was lying next to his struggling body. his throat had been cut. Next, it was Brad. found in the prison wash/shower room... He had drowned in a toilet full of turds. And as for the last of the three. He had become Bubba's fuck toy.
Anonymous11 months agoA well written nightmare that sadly remains unfinished. However, I am reluctant to criticise any author for bailing out given the plethora of morons who attack anyone whose story doesn't adhere to their narrow little vision of reality.
LA
