Frigid Hubby on Fire in the Pigsty
My husband, Steve Malone, thinks of himself as a highly-educated person. Not only that, but he's also very uninterested in physical intimacy.
When we go to bed every night, we have to sleep with a bowl of water between us. In fact, Steve refuses to let me touch him at all.
But on the day he returns from the volunteer teaching program in the countryside, I discover a pair of pantyhose all tangled up in his clothes.
Upon hearing my question, Steve maintains his cool facade as he explains, "This is contraband that I've confiscated from a student."
I never respond to Steve. Instead, I get in contact with the female teacher, Rebecca Cramer, who has gone teaching with Steve earlier.
From the other end of the line, Rebecca's sarcastic voice drifts over.
"Your husband sure is unstoppable, Audrey. He couldn't resist kneeling in the pig sty while licking the dead skin off that Paige widow's feet. No one could stop him at all.
"I heard that Paige even intends to give birth to a child for him. They went at it once per day, you know. I think you should head over here and witness everything for yourself."
As soon as I end the call, I contact my lawyer right away and prepare to file for a divorce.
This time, I'm hell-bent on ending things with Steve.