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  • What must it be like to be the cad rather than the receiver of the cuckolding? Is it easy? Does it feel good upon the grand release exhaling hot air of the room in which was borrowed now a life that is extinguished as you hear yesyesyesyesyes such as Molly spoke coerced and conspired intermingled fluids of primordial soup.

    Was dinner good? Was it, being in the case before the indecency, the "best meal of your life" ? It obviously was catalyst for actions which quickly move into the realm of undone in which I smile and say thank you after gracious good manners is exchanged across the family table in the family room while evening stretches over the lawn that needs tending. What is that thought like the thought that I did not see in quick snatches of glances between parties outside of my understanding I think years later not realizing I am eating the same the very same (but not) tainted meal a thousand miles away prepared now not with tired hands of a good days work but tired hands of the weary mind that lashes itself after time has done damage.

    I don't believe in good and evil but I know the devil does exist and his taste is exquisite.
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