[Jayne Osborn]

"My darling, I have a confession -- "
he sighed, as they lay there in bed.
She thwarted him, "Shh... yes, I know, love;
you talked in your sleep." Then she said,
"You bedded my friend, and my sister,
and one of your secretaries too."
He cried, "Will you ever forgive me?"
She kissed him and said, "Course I do!"

The truth was, she'd only suspected,
but risked it by calling his bluff,
expecting an outraged denial,
but now she had proof. Fair enough -
his honesty would be rewarded,
she thought to herself: he can keep
his Beemer, a duvet... and that's it!
She grinned as she dropped off to sleep.