“What is the point, Mitch? No matter what we tell you, you have already drawn your judgment.” I fire back, gallantly, like we are ashamed of her accusations.
“Because I am no fool! You both reek of s*x and everything that immorality depicts! I cannot be wrong about this, and you both know that I am right!” She barks as if howling to the high heavens.
“Instincts, Mitch! Just vacuous allegations! Those are mere speculations! You got any physical proof to corroborate that we are lovers?” I challenged her, and now she is really fuming. I bet her palms are about to start bleeding from the way her nails are digging into the poor skin. Poor Mitch! “What now, Mitch? You want to slap me again? By all means, feel free to slap my right cheek as well. That way, I will have more proof of your assault
