(Batch 55) Well, after 14 years of marriage it finally happened, I cheated on my wife. Who could blame me? She met me at the door with a glass of sherry, a box of dark chocolates and a bowl of fruit. She was soft, sumptuous and full of life. The evening finished with some ginger tea served in an oak cup . I was a goner. She was not cheap, but she was easy (let the eyerolling commence).