One day my husband an I were talking when he ask me if I'd fucked one of his friends. I said, "Who?" Then he told me, he thought I had fucked Terry. I said, "Why would you think that?" "I don't know, it's just he stopped acting normal around me an I couldn't figure out why so, I thought you had let him fuck you and he felt guilty."

"No, I never fucked him, I swear." 'But, what I didn't tell him was I stopped at this little store one day to buy cigarettes and Terry was in there sitting with a bunch of men drinking beer. I said hi an he called me over an ask me what I was doing there. I told him and he started talking to me.