Fly By Night – Chapter 2 – Part 2

Warning: Adult Content

Ashley was floored. She hadn’t heard her husband drop the F-Bomb since college. “What!!?” Ashley broke into hysterical laughter until she saw that Daniel’s face was serious. “I mean, really? (giggle) Why did he call you a ratfucker, honey?” She was visibly holding back giggles.

“I don’t know,” he said looking straight into his wife’s laughing eyes, “But I think he’s right. I’m a GOD DAMN PUSSY LOVING RATFUCKER!” Daniel was shouting and his mouth broke into a smile.
Then their eyes met, not just looking at each other, but met.


Something passed between them that hadn’t passed between them since before their two children were born, since before they were married.

Before Daniel knew what he was doing, he was moving across the kitchen floor, taking Ashley into his arms, and kissing her. Kissing her, not just attaching his lifeless lips to hers, but kissing her.

There’s the cursing way to say I love you,
There’s the cursing way to say I care about you.
The cursing way, the cursing way,
The cursing way to say I love you.

Daniel could feel her body open to him, coming alive in his arms. “Ash?” Daniel asked breathlessly, “where are the kids?”

“Playing…in the back.” She grabbed his hand and led him into the bedroom and began unzipping her “Lucky” brand jeans.

OK, passion, she needs to feel my passion. He stood there by the bed while Ashley began unbuttoning her blouse, frozen as a feeling of dread began to overtake him. His chest tightened. His heart pounded. He could hear the blood rushing in his head. And then he could feel it. He could feel filth growing under his fingernails. He could feel the palms of his hands become grimy.


He dashed to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the sink. With a bar of Ivory soap he began to wash as the water becomes hotter and hotter. Washing for 5 minutes…10 minutes…30 minutes not stopping until the feelings went away, while Ashley Roberts lied on the bed, half-naked, and weeping.