Donald returned home as a shadow of himself. He was devastated beyond imagination. Not even in his wildest imagination could he have thought that the woman he loved dearly would do such a thing to him. He felt betrayed, completely betrayed,by Jennifer.

"Jennifer, why?!!" He yelled out in frustration as he stormed into his living room.

The thought of how the dude must have undressed his woman was driving him crazy. All he could hear were the moaning sounds of Jennifer in his head. He needed to cool off. He had to forget it all. But how? Would that even be possible?

Wine! He needed wine. He found his way...