Infidelity
Joyce Swain
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| Helen heard him laugh As she walked through the door She tiptoed softly on the floor Hoping she was wrong. There he was caressing and pushing They'd surely been at it all day long. His partner, silent, did not move While his hands caressed her many grooves. She watched for five minutes, maybe ten He was hitting her spot again and again Helen's eyes raced, she could see His head, his neck, the light from the TV She had always known it would come to this! He'd gotten himself a brand new dish. She stood there pondering what to do. Propelled into action by his satiated coo. I'll kill him now and go to jail. He's got to pay, I will not fail.
She jumped across the sofa back.
She hit him hard and grabbed his throat
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