Chapter 322

Fred recited from the dictionary section of his brain. "Old: ancient, over the hill, dated, out of fashion, outmoded, past its prime..." He was unable to continue his verbal onslaught, because he was hit by a pair of shoes, which were thrown with deadly accuracy.

Sharon was standing by the bedroom door, naked. Instead of her beautiful, healthy, glowing white skin, she was red, and looked like the devil reincarnate. "Does this look like someone who is over the hill, or past her prime? I had four babies in two years, and there is not a stretch mark on my skin. Mister, you had better be ready up for the ride of your life. I am going to torment you, because of what you said about me."

"Dear, I told you on the day we met that I had hundreds of women, before I met you. They were the highest-class hookers in the business. What could you possibly do to me that they didn't?"

"Dummy, you also told me that they only relieved a physical