Marksmanship And Tactics
Once a month, my wife tortures me. It's not what you think. Once a month, Cathy lets our pre-teen daughter invite a bunch of girls for a sleep-over. Our sons flee the premises. I try to make up an excuse to get out, but my wife insists that I need to be there. She pretends that the kids need a good example of a loving and supportive couple. While the girls watch PG movies about princesses and ponies and falling in love, my wife hangs out in the kitchen and makes snacks. I get to help her and...
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