Cuckold husband. ’ ‘Well shit,’ he said softly as he stood up and offered his hand. ‘Good luck to you Candy. And if you change your mind, call me.’ ‘I’m not going to change my mind Mel. You won’t hear from me again. And good luck to you too,’ she said as she turned and walked toward the door. ‘How can I reach you if we need to talk?’ ‘You can’t.’ Saturday, May 16th, 2015, 10:15 A.M. Julie Anne Pearson sat on the deck in her back yard with a cup of tea, enjoying the late morning sun and counting her blessings. A.Read More
