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"We take good care of each other," Mike insisted. Sheila moved to Mike's side of the bed. Bending down, she stroked his hair, pausing only slightly as her husband turned his head to kiss her palm. "Honey, there is something I wanted to talk to you about," Sheila said seriously. Mike suppressed a groan. Why did she always do this right before they went to bed? The excited feeling that was stirring between his legs began to waver.
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Mike slumped back onto the bed. "Oh, Sheila . . . what the hell are you talking about? Just come to bed, will you?" "No. I want to talk about this. I want you to start listening to me. Be more respectful." Mike rolled onto his side and pulled a pillow over his head. Tonight had such promise. He had seen the look in his wife's eyes and felt her brush up against him as they cleaned the kitchen. How could he have been so wrong?
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