A man and woman are walking along a surpringsly quiet street in downtown Toronto whilst holding hands. It is drawing towards the end of the evening, and everything seems so peaceful.
The sun is setting.
"Isn't it Beautiful?" asks the woman.
"Yes it is." says the man, and the woman temporarily rests her head on the man's shoulder.
Both the man and the woman are wearing wedding rings. They have, in fact been married for about five years now.
As they walk through the crisp fall air, the woman idly turns her head to look at a colorful movie poster with a muscular, shirtless man taking up most of the page. The film is entitled, 'B.E.E.F.' and appears to be some sort army hero movie.
"Oh, he's smokin', I definitely have to go see that one." she comments. The man turns his head,
"Why? So you can gawk at some handsome movie star who doesn't even know you exist?"
"Maybe," she says playfully, "wouldn't you be more motivated to see a movie if the main character was a hot girl with, 'just the right curves'?" she giggles
The man is disgusted: "Why would I do that?"
"Oh, come on," jokes the woman, "you can't tell me you wouldn't turn your head if a scantily clad attractive female walked by us right now."
"No."
"Why not? Are you turning gay on me or something?"
"No."
"Well then elaborate for me darling!" the woman stops walking, forcing the man to follow suit. He calmly turns his head. The sun has almost set. A prostitute steps outside across the street.
"When women look at attractive men and call them, 'hot' they are doing just that: admiring a man's body and appreciating it. From my experience when a man calls a woman, 'hot' he is undressing her with his eyes, and imagining what she would be like in bed: how she would gasp when she orgasms, moan in just the right way no matter what he does, and everything in between. Besides that, you know I'm a christian, and it says directly in the bible that whenever a man or woman looks lustily upon another man or woman other than their spouse, they have already committed adultery which is an awful sin in God's eyes."
"Well, to each their own I suppose." says the woman, and they continue walking down the street. The sun has set. Street lights slowly begin to flicker to life, waking from their daytime slumber.
The man and woman come to a street corner. They stop, kiss each other passionately and say farewell before going their seperate ways.
"See you tomorrow dear?" asks the woman.
"As always my love." replies the man.
The woman enters her apartment idly, opening the door and calling, "hello?"
"Hey," responds her sloth of a husband from the couch, "how was work?"
"Oh you know...the usual."
The man walks quickly in the direction of his apartment. He is late again. He rushes up the creaky stairs and hurriedly unlocks the door giving a quick, "Hello?" as he bursts into the small apartment, "Sorry I'm late." he says.
His wife is sitting patiently at a romantic dinner table with half-burnt candles and a white table-cloth covered in streams of melted wax.
"Another long day at work?" she asks.
"Yea, sorry about that dear I promise it won't happen again." he turns his attention to the food, "Oh, beef stew; my favorite."
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