About half a year ago, I was laid off, and I continued to commute to the job fair while relying on the salary of my wife, who works as a real estate lady. Today at the model house in the city, my wife was wearing a tight formal style with a smile on her face. One morning, I felt a strange sense of incongruity when I saw my wife changing clothes as she rushed to get ready for work. …It was a thong.
