Chandler
I f*cked up. I f*cked up. I f*cked up. I.F*cked. Up.
Never in a million years did I think my mother would have ever walked into my office while I was porking Trisha Tierney. And standing right behind he, looking completely unphased, my wife.
God, Penelope was the most beautiful woman in the world. No...the universe. But...she was insolent and silly and eats like she's starving. And it didn't bother me when we were just dating. Because when we were dating, I could still go see Chelsea and Rhea and Jennifer from the The Wild Goose, a gentleman's club that hat the hottest ass in the world.
I didn't have to wine and dine them for a good time. All I had to do was slip them a couple of hundies and their delectable p*ssies spread for me for and I could eat to my heart's content.
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