The Compulsion
The Compulsion By Margaret Jeanette Tori Hellmann sat reading the Saturday morning paper. She looked up to see Peter, her husband of two years walk through to get a cup of coffee. He was wearing a dark blue straight skirt with a red and white stripe up the side. He had on a white blouse with lace trimmed bell sleeves. She smiled at him as he passed through going back to his computer. She stopped reading for some time, thinking of how he had told her on their second date that he...