Chapter Ten
Journal Entry
This has been the most stressful day of my life. If I were any kind of a man I’d go out in the garage, make sure the doors were tight and start the car’s engine. I’ve m*********d twice already this evening and will probably get myself off two more times before morning. At this very moment, my former accountant, John Albertson, is in our bedroom f*****g my wife. Later she’ll suck his c**k. That will go on all night long, sucking and f*****g and touching and kissing....Jesus!
Earlier this evening I had to watch as she gave herself to five of the black guys I used to play poker with. One is Nelson Suggs the chief mechanic at my company, a big rough brute of a guy. He made her suck him off while Cliff Bass f****d her, doggie style. The things they said, the things
