The turning point was recent. Becky silently coming upon Kelly in the darkened study, his back to the door as he gazed out the large window, Becky cou...ld see his face reflected in the window - tears streaming down his face as the television, turned down low, broadcasted the latest terrible disaster or the death of another service member. Then there were the times when she had awakened feeling hot tears on her arm from Kelly. Kelly she knew, more than other men, locked away things in a pretense. . I don't know off the top of my head. For some reason, I see the buildings sheathed in the patina of old copper, but it..."He's hooked, Josh told me silently. Let him run with it. Liz, too. They'll turn this lemon into lemonade. I need to make some calls on the deal I have cooking. Wanna join me or hang with Andy?I'll stay with Andy. I'm not stuck on the black marble/stainless steel look. Green glazing and the patina of old copper might be the way to go.Okay, see you at the room later. Dinner. ”“Aaaaah, are you sure? This is no small step from your conservative marriage. This is like jumping off a cliff not sure whether it’s a two-inch drop or a two-hundred feet. Remember that scene from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid? Aaron was raised the same way I was, only two years behind me. I know the pressures, memes, lessons, and things he’s been taught. Hell, we went to the same Sunday School. From all that to where I am now is a huge philosophical distance that has many emotional and. He knows that when he is fucking me, that I'm only doing it for the money and am really thinking about being somewhere else. So we worked out this agreement so that he does own me for two years and I become his ultimate playtoy. I'll get more than two million dollars, counting the bonuses, for letting him own me and using me as he wants. I agree to do anything that he wants, except what is on my list. Your job will be to mold me into his playtoy to do whatever he desires, yet maintaining.