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Diving out of bed he shouted at his mistress to take his shoes outside and rub them on the grass. "Why do you want me to do that?" she asked. "Just do it" he replied as he quickly dressed. When he got home to his wife, she met him at the door and berated him for the late hour of his return "and where the hell have you been?" she demanded. "Darling, I cannot tell a lie, I've spent the afternoon in bed with my secretary where we had incredibly hot sex together. I fell asleep in her arms and woke up late." Spying the state of his shoes, the wife screeched back "You lying bastard you've been out on the golf course again." | ||||
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