The Salesman
"Honey, have you seen my jacket?" Bill yelled out, searching the lounge of their beautiful home."It's hanging on the chair in the kitchen, where you last put it!" a female voice bellowed back from upstairs, Bill's wife, Angie.Bill, in his forties with a slight balding complexion, smoothly shaven, stepped into the kitchen. Retrieving his jacket, he slid it on his thin frame. Bill was a reasonably handsome man, glasses gave him a more geeky, brainy appearance. Grabbing his leather black briefcase...
Cheating