The Hostess
Don't tell your neglected wife to rake several lovers, she might get a job as a hostess
I put the vodka bottle back into the cabinet. Then I picked up another olive for my martini before I placed the jar on the top shelf of the refrigerator. This was my third martini this evening and I was beginning to feel the alcohol.The TV show I had watched this evening had not helped my feeling of frustration. After the show I had taken stock of my situation again and found it had not changed. If anything, I felt more f...