I was married once, technically I still am. I am in the middle a divorce. By the time our divorce court date comes we will have been married a year and a half. 18 months, 18 months too long if you ask me. You may be asking yourself, "Then how in the world can you consider yourself a virgin?"
I stare at the ceiling and rub my face. I can't seem to fall asleep but now it is time for me to get up, so I roll on my side and see my beautiful wife laying next to me. Her face is peaceful, serene, as she snores lightly into oblivion. I roll up onto my side, and stare down at her lithe figure. I lean down and kiss her forehead. She rustles but doesn't wake, and I quietly step out of bed.