I've always been obsessed about her husband's dark past

You do information technology manager at a government agency and I when it was still a last year student. Returning from the trip, we regularly communicate with each other. Last week I asked him sometimes along comes phượt with a few friends. And I loved him or not at all.

I love you with a love of indifferent, in the morning.

We love each other are almost 2 years then marry. I love you with a love of carefree, in the morning. With you all these years, also nacima, getting past the anger but never skeptical about him, about his past. I just know he's present.

These years with you I see you have a relatively healthy life. Off he has a habit of playing sports. On vacation he pick me up to go out, take the lemon tea or watching football with friends. On the other hand with the labelling is the State officials I never think in the past I've done terrible things. I always had his eye self looking at the person but it is true that I had been wrong. Where appearance can tell all.

After the wedding, once he and I go to the movies. When I from the toilet came out, I saw you talking to a man. You look this seems younger than my husband, eating even the very modest too, the blue dye hair red. I am very surprised not to think you're familiar with people like that.

I'm curious to see what they say. Go to very gently, I hear you say with my husband: "would go somewhere to do some game of go. You're going to really retire. Children are girls, "" delicious ". To her husband that I discovered I go out and rush the introduction is technically the day before. My husband looks at it seems somewhat confused. You see me say hello and then go. Also to watch movies so I don't ask anything further. I think make acquaintance basis.

One other time, when the phone broke, I saw your old handset thrown in lockers have long not used to take out the battery temporarily. When open air I found there a few very strange photos. Forever I realized my husband because I look different in that dusty, and wild.

In the image, my husband shoulder these girls, like shooting at the dance floor. I can't believe his eyes. No doubt my husband used to live before the dates like this. I tru does intertwine up crying because of frustration, my husband about that explains that only the old picture, take a picture with her friends rather than nothing. At the moment you turn your sweet words used pointers to appease the anger of I. I comforted myself these photographs don't say anything.

Things don't stop there. I will not know anything about her husband's past without once he drunk. Arrived home he hugged me squeeze that requires. He's like a different person. I see you in passionate Dyke and hysteria to play scared.

I suddenly blurts: "who has trained you to do that trick. Sure you know her days ago? ". Surprise because just the words in which I got a swing and the information store, the whole of the fearful and horrible.

In his dream because my husband's wine yeast so flush: "that's right. I'm looking at you so come on but the past illustrious brother. Have you ever peeled tem beautiful girls. That all of them are voluntarily surrender to you ".

I can't believe shock on what her husband said (artwork).

I am shocked does not believe her husband things are uttered. Not calm the next declaration: "A night in" bay "is complete-we also do sex. What type of pants that are slightly a little but cattle or spreads. Both times the same post you guys, hit a few I keep bending got out. Don't stand has "Cup" is always at the table. " Finished, he rolled out to bed not knowing anything else. I have to throw the pillow at him, he's not the leave, I am adamant with Athenian anguish.

My mind was stunned. Pictures husband that long I love respect suddenly collapsed completely. I feel disgusting man.

From that day, the lives of the couple I like having the stone platform. I can't tell you. Though he strove to explain that just as the past was over but every time is next, I am imagining these scenes sexy bitch is bending got around him. I am no longer interested in anything with a blanket and pillow, even touch you I feel the feeling of horror, stinks.

I still love my husband, also have to admit that since you know me nothing objectionable but I can't escape the obsessions of the past. I secretly wish I could delete all the past of her husband to that life is better then not. I'm also afraid that one day could "familiar old lines horse" he will again return to that lifestyle. Whether you have real change or just the'm "hold their breath over the river". I don't know what to do?=