It Is Suffocating to Share Everything with A Stranger

He ordered another beer and continued, “Bitch, I am fucking thirsty. Anyway, I really appreciate you for visiting me again. It’s outstanding for me to have you around here in our first year of marriage. Patricia is very happy to have you at our apartment, too. Thanks, man, for staying with us. Thank God for giving us a wonderful opportunity to enjoy watching lascivious cunts dancing again, amen!”

He looked toward heaven with his moistened eyes for a couple of seconds. And he resumed, “Here is obviously not like Men’s Club, of course, but here has at least some libidinous cunts, so just let me know who you’re gonna want to dance with tonight, okay? Look, that cunt dancing now; she has OREO nipples. Get the fuck off the stage, fucking OREO nipples! Ha-ha-ha!”

I burst out laughing at his remark, “Yeah, she indeed has monstrous nipples. I’ve never seen such repulsive nipples in my entire peregrination, ha-ha-ha. By the way, you’ve never told me about you married life. How has your marriage been going on so far?”

Pause.

“Bitch, I can tell you one thing: You shouldn’t marry unless you find the right person. Above all, you ought to do everything that your heart desires before marrying. That’s all I can say about marriage.”

“I thought she was the right person for you, and so did you. You’d been with her over six years before marrying her.”

“Yap, you are right, bitch. I’d been with her for years before deciding to get married. I thought I knew her very well; however, I’ve discovered the truth: I didn’t know anything about her personality before I married her.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Let me explain clearly, bitch. Before I married her, I saw her almost every day, but I’d spent time with her only four or five hours a day: just part of a day, so to speak. Thus, after leaving her, I was free and had my own time to enjoy. But since I married her, I have to share my private time with her as well. When I wake up, she is always there; when I eat lunch, she always insists on accompanying me; when I come back home from work, she is always there; when I eat dinner, she is always there; when I go out, she always accompanies me; when I go to bed, she always sleeps right beside me, and so on and so forth. It is suffocating to share everything with a stranger, trust me. Of course, she is my wife now, so she apparently isn’t a stranger to me in a sense, but I’m talking about before meeting her. She was a total stranger to me because she is not my blood line. Do you understand what I’m aiming at?”

“Yes, as clear as God’s blue sky. I’m getting interested. Spill out everything, Ramon! All my attention is yours. Go on!” I nodded encouragingly.

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