My wife is a neighbor’s seafarer. A good hundred.

My wife and I spent a long time together. One day, when work ends early and he returns home, his shoes are on the doorstep. Looking into the living room, he eats his neighbors and their roots. It was a girlfriend I had never seen. In his cell phone, he followed the instructions of his neighbor. It seemed like it was going well.Later, when I came home late, I lied and looked into the bedroom...