The brush of my hemline against my nylonclad legs only serves to add to my angst. I make an impulsive decisionand head for my full length mirror in th...e hope my pain will subside.My reflection makes me happy and sad simultaneously. The disappointmentand the feeling of rightness intermingle and leave's me happy but thenagain with a feeling of emptiness.My fashionable attire and immaculately made up face would cause jealousyamong many woman. I know I look pretty and my slim lithesome body wouldbe. ..Once again, I was let down. Rob and I began fighting over the dumbest things a couple years in our marriage. Things were slowly falling apart, but I didn't want to admit that to myself. I confided in my sister about our money troubles, and how everything had sort of been weighing on our relationship. I didn't really pay any attention to the fact that my sister's son Phillip was listening to our conversation. My troubles fell on deaf ears with my sister. She had troubles of her own, and didn't. So it was a nice evening, she had to be gone for the weekend, and I took my fishing rod, tent, sleepingbag and some good weed and went into the wild. Of course with my smart phone.The darkness came and I sat by the fire enjoying some slight dizzyness from the weed. It was a nice "happy weed" and I was feeling great!And now, dear reader, I guess you imaginge a wooden princess to appear, for me to fuck? No no....Sitting there, the phone rang. My wife.I answered:* "Hi baby"/ "Hi darling"* "How is. Upstairs you gather yourself, your heart racing with excitement as you remove your bra and put on a button up shirt, making sure to button only a few in the middle. You hike your skirt up and under it so it sits high, almost exposing everything. You get your hair done up straight quick and put some eyeliner and mascara. You retire onto the bed and prop up against the head board after moving it from the wall. “No need to wake the whole floor.” you think to yourself. He checks his watch, the.