I started counting condums since I felt my fiancee was cheating on me, and our sex life went down hill, so Monday night when I went to bed, it was made, very unusuale, and counted the condoms, and one was missing, with the wrapper laying on his side of the bed. He denies it, and says he doesn't even take a shower, who wants to sleep with him, and why would he take someone to our house, when the neighbors could see it? Then he tried to balme me, and I said if I used it, why would I ask you what happened to it. He has no explanation. Should I believe him, or listen to my brain, and what seems logical. My family has my heart going thru a blender.
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