I'm sure she'd be crushed if you knew she was a piss-drinking slut that fucked and sucked dogs."

"I wouldn't want her to know that I know. I don't want my home life changing, and I don't want you acting the slut around me. I'm playing dumb."

"Then don't surprise me. Always call before you come home and I'll see that everything looks normal.

I'd like it that way. At least, I can pretend to be cheating and getting away with it. It's more fun that way."

"That shouldn't be too hard.

You've been cheating and getting away with it for sixteen years.

I saw the puddle of semen at your feet, Sue. I just refused to take notice."

"Asshole. You ruined my wedding.

I'll have you know I went to a lot of trouble to get that much semen up my twat, and I made that mini-skirt wedding dress myself just so you couldn't miss it. You could have looked down once, and blindly ripping off my garter and tossing it was just plain cruel."

"If it's any consolation, I'm the only one that missed it. That garter stunt was just plain stupid. I don't know what made you think I'd kneel and remove a garter from a cum-drenched leg. Our marriage could not have survived beyond that point had I knelt and looked at your pussy.

I don't know what you were thinking or who you thought you were marrying."

"It was a great fantasy, and in my fantasy you did it, and right after that, you were thoroughly pussy whipped, ready for training."

"Didn't work out that way, did it?"

"It could have if I hadn't jumped at the first Mr. Right that came along. I should have waited for Joe Hooker. I could have been Sue Hooker with a PW hubby … damn!"

"Sue Hooker doesn't fit you.

Hookers are working whores. You're a slut that gives it away.

You'd have had to marry Sam Muttslut, and there ain't no Muttsluts in Texas."

"Bullshit. You live with two.

Look, about this seduction of Heather. I assume you'd like my advice, now."