The day my wife left me, I begged her not to go. With the kids in the other room, we went into the bedroom to talk. She was wearing a Black pinstripe business suit, with a skirt, and black 3in heels. As soon as we entered the room, she told me to shut the door and lock it. She told me she didn't love me anymore, hasn't for years and I should be thankful for her sticking around for as long as she did. I lost my job a few months ago and am collecting unemployment. I got on my knees and begged her not to go. She told me to kiss her feet. I did. Over and over , telling her I loved her. She held her shoe up and told me to lick the bottom of her shoe. I did, and then I noticed she was taking pictures with her camera phone. She then shook her head and walked out. I haven't heard from her in 2 weeks.