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I knew this woman (not that well - a friend of a friend really) who had four
sons and a husband who was a real man's man (loved beer, footy,
barbeques ..). Three of the sons were like the husband - at any barbeque they
would be off playing footy. The other was much more like her long-standing
lover: sensitive, affectionate, liked to talk to people. I never discussed it
with the husband, but it was common knowledge (or at least commonly believed)
that she had slipped up. I don't think that such stories are terribly uncommon.
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