The Board
“The bastard! The rotten lousy bastard!” Ten years of marriage and he comes home and tells me he’s in love! Not with me, of course, but some slut in his office. Do you know, he even cried: “I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to hurt you, but this is the real thing, sob, sob. I’ve got to with her, sob, sob.” He’d been with her all right. All those “Working late at the office, darling” nights. At least that was true, he’d been working, but not office work unless humping some woman on the office carpet...