Desiree
I wake up to water in my face. s**t! I doubt Giuseppe would ever wake me up like that. I teach for my gun to shoot him in the thigh, but find my hands are tied.
Not this again. I've been a kind and understanding wife I don't deserve this!
"It wasn't me," He sounds beside me.
Oh, well, that's a disappointment. I was kinda looking forward to some kinky s*x.
"Me too," he answers my thoughts. "But unfortunately, this was not my doing. Later though."
Yes!
"So then who...?"
The blind fold is taken off my face carefully. Who the f**k?
The light floods my eyes, and so does the image of...
The—the jogger? She smiles and waves. "Hi! I'm Karen."
I glance at Giuseppe who glances at me.
"What the f**k!" I shout.
"Karen, if this is about that time I called you a ho, sorry. Unless it
