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Domestic Crime

Domestic crime The couple was nicely suntanned, but the woman had a black eye, he was very courteous to her, tried to hold her hand, she didn’t want to, he reddened in anger. Well-dressed, the couple were on a way to a restaurant meeting friends, no doubt a droll story would be told how she got a black eye. The men would believe the story, women exchange because in the hapless woman's eyes they saw the truth. They would find out-women talk- when at the ladies powdering the noses. The unlucky one would beg them not to say a word he loves me but has a bad temper when I nag him he slaps me; it is my fault for not understanding him. He was very sorry for giving me a black eye, he cried promised me not to hit me anymore.

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