Having being staked several times by several diferent people,
I can vouch that the feeling is erie, to say the least.

Some of them have described, the times I've gone into my house,
what car I was driving to the supermarket, how I was dressed, etc.

Hell, I'm not even a jealous person.
I couldn't care less what other people are doing, or why.

I've never asked anyone, including wives, "where are you".
All I ask is if they are OK.

Life is war. Either you attack, or are being attacked.