Why I want a husband

I want a husband. I want to be more secure and more comfortable. I want to enjoy more freedom. If I had a husband, I could wake him up in the middle of the night and send him downstairs and to the basement and even to the attic to check out all the squeaks and screeches that may scare me or just make me feel a little uncomfortable. Then after he checked everywhere while being half sleep and dying to get back to bed, I would ask him to get me a glass of water from the fridge. Finally, after drinking the water and returning the glass to him, I would tuck myself into his warm and strong arms just like a baby and fall asleep before he could
make any moves.

If I saw a cockroach or anything that was alive and moved, I could get him run fast at my high-pitched scream to get the slipper and execute the frightening, hairy and ugly animal
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