Shhh, please be quiet
my wife is having sex with her client
My wife starts prostituting at home lately
We've been married for 9 years
She accepted my impotence before marrying me
She said sex and love were two different things
She repeatedly told me that
the heap of her sex toys could no longer satisfy her
She wanted to try prostituting
I was very upset
but I should not have a say in this
I could only trust she could separate love from sex
So a few months ago
I finally agreed to let her prostitute at home
Working from home is at least better
than seeing someone else outside
She was delighted, and thought I had gotten over it
The fact is, I haven't earned a dime for long
You suppose I can earn a living from making such animations?
At the beginning of her business
I would just loiter around
and rest in the park or under the bridge when tired
But the city doesn't want you to stop
People build spiky things to irritate you
People even wake you up if you fall asleep in the park
as if resting is a sin
Hiding in the closet at home becomes my only option
At least there is A/C and WiFi
My wife says sex is not the only satisfaction of her job
Opening the door is like unwrapping a gift
and this pleasure is most indulgent
At one time, through the closet door
I first heard my wife's intense moaning
I never knew she could reach this high pitch
for all these years being together
I couldn't help peeking through the door
That client was sucking my wife's left nipple
We have compromised to reserve her left nipple exclusively for me
Clients can only kiss the right one
That's why her nipples have pretty uneven darkening
Before he left
the guy revealed he was a cop
but he would let us go in that sting operation
Then he left without paying
Me and my wife remained silent for long
We barely knew how to react
My wife asked if this is shoplifting, or raping
I couldn't tell
I, in turn, asked her if I was sponging off a woman
or was I living off a prostitute
The cop visits from time to time thereafter
Occasionally during work hours, with his uniform on
But he is different from other perverts
He is the only one who can give my wife the perfect orgasm
I am no longer reluctant to let my wife
happily share with him her left nipple
Somehow I even look forward to his visits
Peeking at them having sex
I find myself erect again
I cannot tell if I am in love with the cop
or am I identifying with him to conquer my wife
One day he refused to leave after his sting operation
He talked about his dream of having a superpower
to trace the source of a fart
Since he was falsely accused of farting
in front of the whole class in high school
Being teased for years, he failed school
he could only opt for bodybuilding
and to sign up for the Police Academy
Hiding in the closet
I was bothered by his stupidity
Why would someone make such a dumb wish?
I believe everyone is like me
to dream of getting the superpower of turning invisible
My first mission would be to teach this stupid cop a lesson
I will randomly put my penis in your mouth
day in and day out
whether you are on duty
sleeping
or having sex with my wife
When you are used to giving me oral sex
and your cheeks thinning into wonton wrapper
I will casually pick an afternoon
to switch to butt sex
You will be beside yourself with growing pressure
and then I will butt-sex you until you have incontinence
I need you to understand yourself as the origin of stink
You are the root of all evil
You have to loathe yourself the most
And you will give up meat
You told my wife Thai-style grilled pork neck was your favorite
Poor you, will become a vegetarian
wishing to get less stinky farts
The courage to leave home for a doctor is long gone
You have to try conducting an enema at home with luxury perfume
Every day you wait until late night to sneak into public toilets
to steal the old camphor balls from urinals
You can no longer hold your tears
as the fingering skills that you always bragged about
for hitting the G-spots of countless girls
now ended up being used on your own self
for squeezing the camphor balls inside to fill your intestine
Unfortunately, your multiple attempts only breed weirder odor
You start to give up
You used to hate the invisible me
But after a long solitude of enduring meaningless hatred
you start to blame yourself
When misfortune strikes
the inflictor always sneaks away before you even notice
You are left to cope with everything alone
You suppose support from friends and family can help?
They're just struggling to hold their breath while talking to you
All they want is to end the conversation quickly
Their consolation wouldn't make a change anyway
Self-loathing is destined to be your last path
You have decided to run straight up to the top of Sunset Peak
to rent a cabin far from the hiking trail, and end your life
The thrust of your fart constantly pushes you uphill
as if the whole world despises you
You seal up all the windows and doors
and you are ready to ignite your fart to commit suicide
You estimate to spend just half an hour
to let your fart fill every corner of the cabin
But you realize
it takes less than 10 minutes
to fill the cabin with your fart
You smell way worse than you thought
You are in extreme despair
You take out a lighter and ignite the cabin
Your body is blown into fragrments
that scatter all over the mountain
familiarly assuming it to be cow dung
Absurd hatred made me lose my mind
I should have used a superpower to cure my impotence
Maybe it is getting more stressful to be a cop
They come up more often for sting operation free lunch
and my wife's right nipple is proportionately darkened
The job has taken away her pleasure from sex
Can someone actually separate sex from love?
It doesn't matter anymore