A story about intolerance. Be advised that the "sex" described in this story is leech sex, different from normal sex, AND that this story is an allegory with an important moral.
Some folks on Reddit wanted to hear the true story of my first wife cheating and cucking me, and like the much abbreviated version of this. After spending another two weeks in hospital, I decided that it was time to air most, if not all of the dirty laundry and post it here. It's a cautionary tale... some might find the cuck cheating wife elements hot, or at least interesting, and an equal number will declare the author to be a complete idiot. I agree with both.
Vanessa had never thought that growing up would be that complicated. As if the emotional ups and downs caused by hormonal changes weren't enough, there were also her mother's one hundred and one rules about what a decent girl was supposed to do and not to do. And there were her boyfriend Nick's demands which tried to pull her in the opposite direction. It seemed that her only source of comfort was her poodle Tony. Or did he complicate things even further?