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scary.”
    â€œAnything I can do for you?”
    â€œNo. What do you want to do for dinner?”
    â€œYou didn’t make anything?”
    â€œJesus, I’ve been lying down. I told you, I haven’t been feeling well. Besides, I didn’t know when you’d be home.”
    â€œPizza?”
    â€œSure, I guess”
    The pizza takes forever to show up. By the time I’ve cleaned up it’s 9:30. We watch some bad reality TV until 11. When the show is over, Sarah says, “Don’t forget, we have to have sex tonight.”
    I’m dead tired. I’d completely forgotten about our love-making schedule. “Right, let’s get it on.”
    We disrobe, brush our teeth and hop into bed. Marvin is half-slouched against my balls. I tug at him a little to get him going. Sarah’s hand slithers under the covers and pulls at Marvin a little too.
    â€œWhat’s wrong with Marvin?” she asks.
    â€œNothing, he’s just tired.”
    â€œWhat, you don’t find me attractive?”
    â€œJesus Sarah, no, I’m just tired. We’ve had sex every day for the last four days. It’s just hard to turn on just like that.”
    â€œNothing is hard here. We used to make love four times a day.”
    â€œThat was seven years ago.”
    â€œSo? Why aren’t you getting hard?”
    â€œMaybe because you’re yelling at me?”
    â€œCan you please hurry up and get hard, I have to work in the morning.”
    I play with my dick for a while. I try not to be angry. I think about the tight jeans of the attractive girl I saw on the bus. Marvin responds well to this image.
    â€œOkay, I’m ready,” I say.
    â€œOkay, stick it in.” I get it in, but I’m not all that hard. After a few strokes I firm up. I pump away forever.
    â€œAre you almost done? I’m getting sore down there,” Sarah says, or rather orders, the agitation in her voice evident.
    I think about the ass on the bus. I think about Mrs. Dunbar, her tits. I cum.
    I roll off.
    â€œGoodnight,” she says turning out the light, spinning around and putting her feet up against the wall.
    Day 16
    Sarah whispers a dirty story in my ear on the couch about her and another woman engaging in lesbian acts. Marvin loves it. We make love on the couch.
    Day 17
    I suggest a change of position, so we go at it doggy style. Sarah seems to love this. It works well for me too.
    Day 18
    Sarah had to leave work early again because she thought she was going to pass out. I suggest that we skip a day if she isn’t feeling well, that the doctor said that we could. She tells me that Day 18 is critical for ovulation, that we have to do it. This have to business is killing me. The rebel in me doesn’t want to have sex if he is ordered to.
    â€œLook, I know you’re finding this difficult too, so I went to the 7-Eleven and got you this,” she says, passing me a copy of Swank magazine. A young blonde woman sucking on her own breast adorns the cover. Marvin sits up and pays close attention. It’s not every day that your wife buys you porn and encourages you to read it. I believe she partly enjoys it, too, but I know she’d never admit to this. “Let’s sit and read it together,” she says, patting the couch beside her.
    So I do.
    â€œWouldn’t you love to fuck her?” she asks as she grabs my crotch.
    Marvin’s a little freaked out, but very excited. The next thing I know we’re butt naked, going at it, two savages on the living room floor.
    I roll off of Sarah, dripping in sweat. She scoots over to the wall and puts her legs up. “You did good, baby,” she tells me.
    â€œThanks,” I say, too tired to move.
    Day 19
    â€œDo you think this is going to work?” she asks.
    â€œI hope so,” I pant.
    â€œYou almost done?”
    â€œYep, just give me another second. Argh.”
    I roll off. Sarah moves into the vertical upside-down