From the day of our wedding, my now ex, Nola, had been nagging me about my past.
"Come on, tell me," she asked me over and over again, "how many women have you slept with?"
"Honey, if I told you, you'd just get angry."
"No I won't. I promise I won't"....or so she said....
"Well, if you insist. Let's see, one, two, three, four, you, six, seven..."
...and she never asked again!