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I was telling him last night what a shit-test is. My take is that the texted dismissal, probably on an unconscious level, was just a nuclear shit-test to see if she could force him out of his “I’m not getting married” redoubt. And that she was probably 30 seconds from cumming when she saw his “I don’t care fuck-all” display in the shop. That she wanted him to sweep in and carry her off. I concluded by mentioning the time at Fort Meade where we entered the R&D department, and the entire time we were inside there was a silent, rotating red beacon turning and hurting your eyes (to remind everyone that we had inferior clearances, not to get sloppy). That man needs his own alarm system in the presence of women. They know what they want, and it’s not what they say they want.

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theasdgamer says:
December 4, 2014 at 10:48 am
@ Liz

I was yelling and throwing things because I was so crazy.

You admit that you were mightily disrespectful to your husband. There, Babydoll, that wasn’t so hard. Now, how about in the small ways? Is it something you have to watch and occasionally apologize for?

I’ve been watching Mrs. Gamer more closely and calling her on her crap. She likes it, but it probably means that I need to up the Dread.