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by smashy at 4/20/2008 3:18:59 PM
So we fall in love, share every single minute of each others comapany. We have our fun times, laughing, tremendous sex life, and prestige, power and glory.We promised to grow old together, perhaps joke about sharing each others teeth, and a pack of adult diapers.Everything is great!!IOne morning, I get up, put a roast in the crockpot, kiss the kids goodby, and give you some quick love before rushing out the door to work. You get a call from the local police dept, it is my chief, I have been physically injured on the job at work. As I go through hours of therapy, pain, we haven't had sex in about 6 months, and I no longer am able to work. Will you still love me, and will we still have plans to grow old together?I have end my dream of working as an officer, because my children will be in an orphanage if something will happen to me . Perhaps putting my credits towards a physical therapist was the right decision for me at this time
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