Saturday, February 15, 2014
Just another turning point...
Hi honey. So… are we just going to keep pretending, or are we going to talk about last night?
Yes. Yes, I do think we need to talk about it.
OK, so shall I go first?
Well… we got into the bedroom… and you were all eager, as you usually are. And then when we started to get serious it went all limp… same as usual too. And – well, I’m sorry but maybe I’d had a bit too much to drink and I just lost it.
so…instead of saying it was OK and just quietly going to bed, I got mad. And I shouted and screamed at you, about what a pathetic excuse for a man you were, and how your tiny little limp excuse for a dick made me just want to slap you around the face and make you cry like the little girl you are –
- and I’m sorry for saying those things honey, I really am. It was just… well, once too often, you know? -
And I was just about to storm off to the spare bedroom… when I looked down and…
…well, there didn’t seem to be a problem any more, did there? I’ve never seen you so hard. And I don't need to remind you what happened after that.
And that’s what I thought we should talk about.
So I have.