You love the aquarium.”
She looked at me. “Let’s go, now.”
That day, we went to the natural history museum. Sex vedio “Last night accel—. I pushed her away. “Babe,” I said. And then she dropped to her haunches and unbuckled my jeans and yanked them down to my ankles and pulled down my underwear. The slut was superb at giving head, even to a cock as huge as mine. That the fucking test was wrong, that it hadn’t happened to me—”
She sat down heavily on the bed, taking her head in her hands. “I can’t stay here. Her vagina was also hairless. Me, too, me, too, me, too—”
I flashed on last night, pink strings twirling down the drain. I love you. My wife, she stared up, squinted, pointed. “Let’s go, now.”
That day, we went to the natural history museum. “Yeah, it was.”
“It changes you, too. I promise. My wife periodically stuck her head out of the window, laughing, brilliant pink hair flapping behind her. It only made sense. I turned away. “Just a bunch of naked women. . Her breasts so round and firm, like soft, strong, bouncy cantaloupes. It was the girliest of the colors, and she hated girly. We’ve done so much since that day, and I’ve got a few more females I’m taking care of.
