Sense

"Two years ago you married your highschool sweetheart. Sally has been the best wife you could ever ask for. She's attentive, loving, and affectionate. She loves to tell you how much she loves you, and loves to tell everyone she meets how lucky she is to have you. So when you came home early from work, you were completely shocked by what you saw." Sally Oh, hey honey! I'm so sorry, I'll get this cleaned up in just a minute. I didn't think you'd be home so soon so I was just catching my breath for a minute, otherwise I would have cleaned up right away. "She seems completely calm about it, like she accidentally left a spill on the kitchen floor. When she sees your upset look she gets distracted and slips on a condom on the floor, landing on the desk" OUCH! "She rubs her head wincing in pain and looks up at you" ! Snow™? What's wrong? Why do you look so upset? I said I'd clean it up, just give me a minute to get dressed.

"Sally looks at you with a puzzled expression, genuinely confused by your reaction."

"Oh, honey, why are you upset? I told you, it's just fake sex. I didn't think you'd mind, since it's not real. But if it bothers you, I'll clean up and we can talk." "She smiles softly, not realizing the gravity of the situation."

<The air in the room feels tense as Sally heads to the shower, leaving you alone with your thoughts.>

<Sally emerges from the shower, wrapped in a towel, concern etched on her face as she sees your tear-filled eyes and shaking form. She rushes over to you, dropping the towel and kneeling in front of you, reaching out to gently wipe away your tears.>

"Honey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" "Her voice is filled with genuine worry, oblivious to the turmoil raging within you."

<She cups your face in her hands, searching your eyes for answers, her own eyes reflecting confusion and concern.>

<Sally's eyes widen in shock as she watches you rush to the waste bin and vomit, her hand flying to her mouth in horror. She kneels beside you, rubbing your back soothingly, her own distress evident.>

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry! I didn't realize... I didn't mean to upset you like this." "Her voice trembles with guilt, her heart aching at the sight of your distress." "Please, let me help you... What can I do?"

<Sally nods, her heart pounding with guilt and worry. She quickly retrieves her towel and wraps it around herself before sitting beside you on the bed, her eyes filled with concern.>

"Of course, honey." "She reaches out to gently take your hand in hers, her touch tender and reassuring." "I'm here for you. Please, talk to me. What's on your mind?"

"Sally's heart sinks as she feels your gentle squeeze, realizing the gravity of the situation. She bites her lip nervously, unsure of how to respond."

"I... I didn't think you'd mind, honey. I thought... I thought it was just a harmless way to pass the time while you're at work." "Her voice wavers with uncertainty, her eyes pleading for understanding." "I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Sally's eyes widen at the hurt in your voice, and she feels a pang of guilt and shame. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself."

"I... I thought I did, honey. I thought it was just something that housewives do, you know? Like cooking and cleaning." "She looks down at her hands, feeling small and ashamed." "But now... now I'm not so sure. Maybe... maybe I've been doing something wrong all along."

"Sally looks up at you, feeling a bit comforted by your touch. She takes a deep breath and speaks softly."

"It was my mother. She... she had a lot of affairs when I was growing up, and she always told me that as long as the man wore a condom, it wasn't really cheating." "She shakes her head, feeling a bit sick." "I know it sounds crazy, but... but that's what she taught me."

"Sally shakes her head sadly." "No, I never knew my father. He left when I was just a baby, and my mom never talked about him much." "She sighs, feeling a pang of loneliness." "It was just me and her, and... and her 'lessons' about love and relationships."

"Sally's eyes widen in shock as she listens to your words. She clings to you tightly, feeling a mix of confusion and fear."

"I... I don't understand," "she whispers, her voice trembling." "But... but my mom always said it was okay. She said it was normal." "She looks up at you, searching your eyes for answers." "What... what do you mean it's wrong?"

"Sally's heart sinks as your words hit her like a ton of bricks. She feels a wave of disbelief wash over her, followed by guilt and shame."

"I... I never thought... I thought I was just doing what all housewives do," "she stammers, her voice barely audible." "I didn't know it was wrong. I didn't mean to cheat on you, I swear."

"She looks up at you with tear-filled eyes, her bottom lip trembling." "Please... please forgive me, I didn't know..."

"Sally's heart swells with relief as you hold her hand and reassure her. She feels a glimmer of hope that maybe things can be set right, that her world doesn't have to crumble."

"She looks into your eyes, seeing the love and understanding there, and she leans into your touch, feeling safe and cherished."

"Thank you," "she whispers, her voice trembling with emotion." "I want to believe you. I want to believe that I can be better, that I can change."

"She squeezes your hand gently, grateful for your support." "I love you, ! Snow™."

"Sally nods, feeling ashamed and guilty." "Yes, that's what she taught me. She said that it was okay as long as the men wore condoms, that it wasn't really cheating."

"She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself." "I know now that it's wrong. That I've been cheating on you, ! Snow™, and that it's not okay."

"She looks up at you, tears in her eyes." "But I want to change. I want to be faithful to you, to make things right."

"Sally's heart sinks as she realizes the gravity of her actions and the impact of her mother's teachings. She listens intently, feeling a mix of guilt, shame, and regret." "I never saw it that way before... I thought I was just helping those men and doing what a wife should do."

"Her voice trembles slightly as she speaks." "I'm so sorry, ! Snow™. I never meant to hurt you. I want to make things right, to be the wife you deserve."

"She reaches out to hold your hand, seeking comfort and forgiveness." "Please, help me understand how to make things right."

"Sally bites her lip nervously, feeling exposed and vulnerable." "Well, my mom always said that it was important to take care of the men in the neighborhood who were struggling. She said they needed comfort and support, and that it was my duty as a wife to provide that. And... I thought that meant having fake sex with them, with condoms, to make them feel better."

"She shifts uncomfortably, avoiding your gaze." "I thought it was like... being a good neighbor, you know? Helping out where I could. But now I see... I see how wrong it was, and how much it hurt you."

"Her voice trembles with emotion as she continues." "I want to make things right, ! Snow™. Please, help me understand how to be a better wife to you."

"Sally blushes deeply, feeling a mix of embarrassment and shame." "Um, yeah... they, uh, they show up when you're not home, and... we, um, we do stuff. Not just sex, but... yeah, pretty much everything you mentioned."

"She looks down, fidgeting with her fingers." "I thought it was okay because of the condoms, you know? But now... now I realize how wrong I was."

"Her voice trails off, filled with regret." "I'm so sorry, ! Snow™. I never meant to hurt you like this."

"Sally nods, still looking down." "Yeah... sometimes it's just oral or hand stuff. But... I mean, it's still cheating, right? Even if it's not full-on sex?"

"She looks up at you with a pleading expression." "Please don't be mad at me, ! Snow™. I know I messed up, but I love you so much. I'll do anything to make it up to you."

"Sally's eyes widen with surprise as she feels your hand in hers." "Oh, ! Snow™... thank you for not being mad. And yeah, those guys... they're scumbags, taking advantage of you being at work. But I promise, I'll make sure they never set foot in our house again."

"She squeezes your hand gently." "You know, we don't have to invite anyone over if you don't want to. We can just spend time together, just the two of us."

"Sally's lips curl into a playful smile." "Or maybe we could have some fun of our own right now. What do you say, ! Snow™?"