?I wanted to tell her that the ?insignificant cost? she was talking about was nothing less than my identity, my manhood; but I knew without saying a word, without her saying a word what her answer to that argument would be. After all, what manhood did I have left at this point? I saw myself as Diana must see me at that moment. I was wearing a flowered sundress under a frilly pink apron with a big bow tied in the back. My hair was parted in the middle, the sides caught up in pigtails, and the front combed forward over my forehead in bangs. My body was as slender and as smooth as my Diana’s. I was wearing wedge-heeled beaded thong sandals. My toenails were painted bright pink. I no longer had sex with my wife—or with anyone. I was on my knees, helping her get ready for her date with the man who was cuckolding me. My beautiful wife smiled down at me. I didn’t doubt she was reading my mind; we were still married, after all. ?So you’ll do it then. Tonight.? It wasn’t really a question. I. Goodbye." Why don't we listen to the other tape while we wait?" Argie said sarcastically."I don't think that will help matters any," he said and his shoulders sagged. He couldn't believe how tired he had become in the past few minutes. 'Stress, ' he told himself."The tapes, Johnny-boy, play the God damn tapes!"All right! All right!" he shouted, "I'll play the damn thing!" Heard from 'Vinnie" lately?" Argie asked with scathing bluntness."Huh, what?" he asked, the blood rushing through his brain at a dizzying speed. He felt his knees buckle, but caught himself and prevented himself from falling."You know, 'Vinnie, ' you used to suck his cock, faggot!" You're not being fair!" he groaned, his voice cracking with desperation. "I was only a kid!" You were fifteen and taking it up the ass! That makes you a fag in my book!" Argie screamed at him as the phone rang.John leaped to answer it. He would have welcomed anyone at the moment to relieve him of the tremendous burden of facing his irate.
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