Good witch or bad witch

Had I stumbled onto something awesome or did I fall into a pit of shit? It didnt take long to figure out that it was the latter. I was working, ALOT, often out of town. I had to to keep up with the lifestyle that my bride had adapted. I was making great money and she was making it dissapear as fast as it came in. She is full of magic tricks. When the weekends came around and I was at home everything was honky dory. we would go out drink, have fun, and live it up. But the slips from the bars kept piling up, even when I was out of town. Somehow my bank cards were swiping themselves at clubs and bars all over town. Just like magic.

How it started.

I was in love. She was beautiful. She made me feel like the only person on earth. We spent every waking hour together. Before too long she was pregnant. But that was ok, I was sure that she was the one. We were married that summer. I was working a good job, things were moving along nicely. My son was born that winter, after the new year. Every thing seemed A-OK, I worked my ass off and she stayed home with our son. (Hard work in of it's self.) She had me wrapped up into her spell from the very beginning. I knew that she was magic. I had no Idea that she was a Voodo witch doctor. Over the years we had one more son. She was angry that she couldnt make a girl. But she loved the boys just the same. Even though we were strapped down with bills and children, we still managed to have fun. A few drinks on friday night and sometimes we would hit the strip clubs. There I found out that she was not who I thought she was. My wife was half queer. I didn't mind all that much, buty, hindsight now tells me that this was a clue to her complete evilness. more to follow.