Gather round, children, I have a sexy, steamy story to tell.
March 1998, I was coming back from work to tell my wife that we're moving, once again. She says, "you cannot be serious" -- and I smirk, walk away, and grab a spatula, I beat her until submission, and she finally gives in; "I'll go, honey, just please don't..." And from that day forward, we've been living with my parents; our new home.