Why I love my life, and my wife

Mrs. Darkerside says that I need a girlfriend.

 

I tell her that I barely have time to keep her satisfied, making the Stripes "books on the side" joke that always makes her laugh. The fact is that she's an almost impossible act to follow. The idea of trying to find a second that would even vaugely shape up is daunting, and, frankly, I just don't have any interest right now in that.

 

I tell her that as well, and it gets me some good kissing.

 

I also tell her that I think I need a boyfriend, if anything.

 

Which gets me the smile again, and more of that good kissing...