I learned my place
I married the girl of my dreams the summer I turned twenty one. She was fresh out of high school and only eighteen, a five foot four one hundred pound beauty with bleach blonde hair and blue eyes. On our honeymoon I learned that my new wife wasn't bashful at all. We cruised to Jamaica and on the first full day she wanted to hit the beach. I sat on our patio and waited for her to come out. She slid the patio door opened and walked out carrying a beach towel, as she walked pasted I noticed the...