There's something I haven't told you.
I'm a married woman,
this you know.
But I love someone else.
He's tall, muscular and athletic.
I can't help myself.
Yes, my husband knows.
Yet our love is undeniable, so Brock simply accepts it.
There's nothing he can do.
Plus, my love and I have been together for a long time.
Two years longer than "Brock-N-Johi".
He doesn't live with me anymore
(my love, not Brock. His dirty socks are on my living room rug right now),
but I will get him back soon.
And together, we will live happily ever after...
or until one of us gets old and croaks.
That seems to be how true love works.
Do you want to see a picture?
I thought so.
He's so handsome.
|This is my Gus. I love him.|