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looked in the mirror.
    The front of his neck was red, scarred with little red bumps. Then he turned to the right and was horrified to see large purple hickies the size of his thumb all around the backside of his neck, extending well down to his shoulders. He knew she’d been extra frisky, but he hadn’t felt the pain. She had sucked and almost bit him.
    Fuck me! There was something not right about this. And then he wondered, what would Monika say? What about Anne?
    But of course, it was too late for Anne.
    He’d have to get some Neosporin. The wounds on his neck were getting uglier as the minutes drew by.
    I’m in some kind of time warp. So much has changed . . .
    Just a week ago, on the night before their wedding, the night of Robert’s now-infamous bachelor party, he felt lucky to have gotten Anne to marry him. He’d nailed her on their first date two years before, something of a ritual for him with his sexual partners. But Anne was a keeper. He always knew he would treat his keeper different from his other, former girlfriends. She had a healthy sexual appetite, although still not his equal. But she was innovative, and although inexperienced, willing to learn. He liked that in a woman. In time, she would make a real honest-to-goodness sexual siren, and probably would stay that way even after they had kids. The thought thrilled him.
    The years during their courtship and engagement were some of the best of his life. He was halfway convinced he would be able to be faithful to her. This was something that had eluded him before in all his other relationships. But Anne was a better person. He hoped some of her goodness would rub off on him.
    Not that he was completely faithful to her during their engagement, which was something he saw as a warm-up to marriage, not necessarily a commitment. He’d tried, he told himself. He really had tried. But he seriously thought it would be impossible to be a one-woman man until his marriage. And then, well, he would see.
    He looked in the mirror and was embarrassed to admit his faithfulness had not lasted more than a blink of an eye.
    “Too much excess. Got to stop drinking. Need some new friends,” he said to his reflection. Gary was pulling him down. Monika too.
    Making me do stuff I think twice about later. It was like he was an unruly teenager all over again, now in his late twenties.
    Why?
    Robert opened a plastic bottle of water on the cheap dresser and took stock of his situation as he swirled down the cool liquid, satisfying his parched throat. He had a strange metallic taste in his mouth for some reason. Images of his bachelor party surfaced. He chuckled and let them flood over him.
    He had been showing the guys brochures about their trip planned along the Mediterranean. It had been Anne’s lifelong dream. They would pick up a car in Genoa and drive all the way to Spain. They would spend the last week in Majorca at a converted monastery, once owned by a Hollywood couple.
    His old girlfriend, Monika, had dropped by the house. Well, she wasn’t really his “old” girlfriend, since he’d fucked her the week before and just about every week before that.
    The party was just beginning and Monika was game, so she went along with the eight of them. Not before everyone was sworn to secrecy, of course. In exchange, Monika promised to do them all—so everyone would be in trouble together.
    Only thing Robert insisted on was that they all wear condoms. No telling where some of his friends had been. No need to tempt fate. That would be just stupid. He was pretty sure Monika was a very bad girl as well. He did not want to bring an unnecessary wrinkle to his new bride’s beautiful forehead.
    His best man and the other friends at the party were happy for him. He knew they all doubted this marriage would work out. But Anne trusted him. And as long as she didn’t find out about his activities, and so far Robert didn’t think she did, she would continue to trust him.
    After all, he did