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As Angela grabbed her overnight bag and headed toward the door on a Saturday morning, she told her husband, Don, to enjoy his two days to himself. She promised not to spend too much, but a couple of previous shopping weekends with her girlfriend always seemed to cost him. If he only knew how much this time. He spent the morning doing some chores around the house he had wanted to get done and by mid-afternoon was pleased with how much he had accomplished. So he decided to treat himself and took a long, hot shower.

I looked at Bethany in shock and horror. My face was red with a combination of fear, anger, and complete embarrassment. No way on this earth would she get me to submit myself to that ultimate shame. No matter what she said.