Midnight Retreat
Jenny waited patiently, pretending to read her magazine as her husband went through his evening ritual, first stripping out of his clothes and then lumbering into the bathroom for a shower. After brushing his teeth and making some incredibly disgusting noises, he'd wander out, pull on his underwear and head back up to the front of the house. Amid a number of bangs, clicks and choice cussing he presumably took out the trash, locked all the doors and turned out all the lights. ... ...
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