New Life
New Life By Alexvyaz I closed the front door quietly, careful not to wake my wife. It was still a little dark and damp. Quickly I made my way past the street lamps, knowing that if I missed this bus I would have a fifteen minute wait, and late arrival at work was always an uncomfortable experience. As I walked my aching thighs and calves reminded me of the previous evening. It had been one of our rare evenings of quality time together. Normally my wife worked late or went out with her...