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she knew would be better for the both of them and the homestead, but she couldn’t' think of a single solitary issue that she had put her foot down about and refused to budge.
    Lisa tried to think back to when Frank had proposed to her. Why had she said yes? Had it been because she really loved him? Or had it been because it seemed like the right thing to do? Lisa shook her head on her pillow, trying to purge the negative thoughts from her mind but it was hard to stay positive when she got so down. She always got this down whenever Frank didn't fulfill his duties as a husband.
    Today was the day she would put her foot down about it, she decided. From now on things would be different. She was going to have a say in their sex life. She would even initiate it when she felt like, even though it was very unladylike to do. Frank, for all his forward thinking when it came to a woman's role around the home would probably balk at her new resolution. After all he was still a man with pride.
    Light flooded into the house from the door as Frank walked in.
    “Morning darlin,” Frank said as walked over and sat by the bed. “How are you feeling today?”
    Lisa hesitated for a few seconds before she finally took a deep breath and said, “Frustrated?”
    “Why?”
    “Frank.” Lisa said, finally taking the plunge. “You didn’t satisfy me last night.”
    Frank was silent looking her over before he shifted closer to her rubbing her back.
    “Now baby, please understand,” he said, “I was just tired from plowing all day. I didn't mean anything by it. You have to know that I love you more than anything and that I'd do anything for you. It wasn't that I want you to be frustrated or that I don't want to fulfill my duties as a husband, it's just that that's how things go sometimes. You know it's not like that every time.”
    “Why don’t you ever bring me the same pleasure as I do to you?” Lisa asked.
    “Ever?” Frank said soothing his hand over her spine. “I’m sure that sometime I do.”
    “No. Never.” Lisa shook her head.
    “Surely sometimes,” Frank insisted. “Never is an exaggeration.”
    “No,” Lisa said rolling over to face him. “It isn't an exaggeration. It's the truth. Last night you could have gotten me off with your fingers you just chose not to because you are really selfish about sex and it hurts my feelings that you don't care about me. It makes me feel like you don't love me enough to try.”
    Frank shifted on the bed and looked away from Lisa. Lisa knew that he was trying to think up something to say that would make everything better. She wasn't going to let him this time though. Not this time. It just wasn't going to be that easy. She was sick of being treated like her sexual needs were secondary to his sexual needs. It should be the other way around since it was often times more difficult to get her off than it was to get him off.
    “Well honey,” Frank said. “I know you are really smart and all, and you know that I really think that. But you don't seem to understand how God intended man and woman to be. You see, a woman's role in the bedroom is to make the man feel good, make him come. A man can make the woman come if he wants to, but if he doesn't want to, that's all right as well. Men work hard Lisa. We don't always have the energy to finish the woman.”
    “That’s nonsense,” Lisa said, jumping out of bed and getting dressed. “I have no idea what I sit and listen to you sometimes. What you just said about God making women to get men off is completely foolish. You don't even believe it and we both know that. You just said it because it sound like something smart and biblical to say about sex.”
    Lisa started getting dressed like she was going for a long ride. She got her hat down from its peg on the wall, then got her chaps out of a drawers. Finally she lifted her small rifle from its hiding spot underneath her unmentionables and struck a pose for Frank.
    “I'm going to town to get