Well, maybe it wasn’t all for nothing–as soon as Larry found out I wasn’t going to get enough money to support him in the way he wanted to become accustomed, he disappeared. Also, I finally understood the old ditty about, “What’s 10,000 Lawyers floating in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean surrounded by sharks called?” Answer–a damn good start.
Anyway, time has a way of healing old wounds and now, ten years after Tony’s death, I finally saw the light–I’ve got over my hate, which cost me a good husband, made my two children ignore me except for Christmas and most of my old friends forget how to answer my calls. So why, you might ask am I sending this letter to Literotica for the world to read?
Several reasons–first and foremost Tony tried all his life to get a story posted in the Loving Wives section, and this is his last chance, and secondly–God has taken a hand in the game. Yes, He’s given me the same strain of the ‘BIG C’ Tony had and the best estimate is, if I’m going to see any of Tony’s work posted they’d better hurry.
Karma’s a bitch, isn’t it?