A letter to my husband’s girlfriend
It has been a grand two years so far, at least in comparison to the ones before them. Then, it happened. 10 months late, a wee job was finished and a certain creature reared his head, holding his oddly-shaped dick in his hand. (He thinks that’s the same thing as flirting.) Well my love, this is for you. Thank you. You are a braver woman than I, and since he clearly hasn’t changed, I want to tell…












