My Wife Just Gave Birth To Our Son

I shouldn’t be doing this. The victim’s confession of all the women he blackmailed and sexually assaulted. “You don’t think those men didn’t deserve what they got for what they did?” she asks. I flip through even though I was present during the post-mortem examinations. Her hands pull my shirt up over my head and she tosses it aside. Besides, if I don’t talk about this case, I’m going to lose my shit. The bartender gives us our drinks. I nod and signal the bartender over. She breaks away to pull my pants off, leaving me in just my boxers. I know I shouldn’t be telling her this, but I can resist her. “How about you?”
She leans in closer and whispers in my ear. “You don’t think those men didn’t deserve what they got for what they did?” she asks.