...apart

They were fighting.
Again.



"You know if you didn't love me why in hell did you marry me in the first place." He was really sick of the way this dragged on and on and on - he was about to tune her out when he heard the words, "...fairly good orgasm."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I thought that I loved you but it was sex. Just sex and a fairly good orgasm."

That startled him enough to get his attention.



He let go of her hand. "Good." she said it out loud but soft. It was enough. At least she had his attention. If she could get him to listen maybe they could sort things out.

"Once upon a time..." she started the story and then he interrupted her. If she told it they'd never get to sleep. Maybe if he did it right she'd fall asleep or get in the mood. That wasn't a bad thing either.

"I'll tell it. You leave things out."

He looked at her. She was asleep.

"Good." he thought, " Anything to get her off the subject ...."

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