Time Can Tell

"Yes, Ra--I mean David is here, injured, sleeping, and groggy, so why don't you get in your car and be on your way?"

"Wow, tell me, is he a good fucker than me?"

Robin slams her front door behind her, yanks my hand, and drags me out of the vicinity of her house to my car.

"Get in."

She says, opening the passenger seat.

I don't move, but she is strong and pushes me inside.

Then she settles at the driver's seat, "I'll drive you home, you reek of alcohol, Axel, why would you do this? Drunk driving, then go here and accuse me of trashy things?"

I grin; she will drive me home, perfect. Robin is busted now. She's making sure I'm gone from her right, out of their way so they can do whatever they want.

"Did he fuck you good?"

"Stop! For Pete's sake, no one is fucking me except you."

Robin blushes; oh dear me, she looks like a goddess when she blushes like this.

A flower that blooms.

Yes, I remember I was her first.

I broke her hymen myself.

How can I possibly claim that my gorgeous wife is f