I have been fighting a lot with my husband. I feel tired and moody. He came over last night with dinner and it all went fairly well, but then he groped my ass. I really, really hate that. I have told him that a million times. Even when we were happy I hated it. It reminds me of the sloppy moves of a 12-year-old boy. He was all offended, so I asked him, If I licked your face like a dog every time I saw you and you told me you hated it but I kept doing it anyway, would you like that?
He told me that I don't give him credit for all he has done for our family.
I asked him, If you built the most beautiful castle in the world for us, but then destroyed it, would it matter how beautiful the castle was?
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