Yegor cleared a path the rest of the way to the bar where he spoke to a young woman. "Elena, this is Mr. MacIntyre and his Janie."She was a petite wom...an with bright dyed blonde hair and the build of a gymnast. Yegor had evidentially placed her at the end of the bar near the pass-through so he could keep an eye on her."My wife, Elena," Yegor said.Janie and Elena exchanged greetings and Scott shook her tiny hand."I must return to work," Yegor announced. He moved off into the fray, like a duck. Hubby picked up on it and listened intently as my breathing became heavier. Finally he asked them what they were doing and they said they just came out of the mall and were wondering what was open for them to do. He asked them, considering they looked like college k**s, what school they went to and they told us they were juniors looking for fun.HMMMMMMMM. Hubby perked up and I could see the wheels turning as the pervert took over. He asked the 6 of them if they wanted to ride with us to see. .. The man spoke first."My dear, do you ever miss being a man, being a father and husband? Itis our tenth anniversary soon, and I almost feel like I have spent moretime in your handsome, (if I say so myself,) former body than you have,honey." No, not really. I love having the body that you grew up in. I countmy blessings that I can be you every day. And I think I am the betterfor having your body. I hate to admit it but I was a pretty lousy dadto my kids for years after my first wife. But she has no actual control, she never has. Her words are useless. He has the greater strength.“I do as I wish,” he says. His voice is calm and in control, just above a whisper, yet very firm. “I have lived this way for a long time, and you either need to accept this or get the fuck out of it.” It is in this moment that she realizes he isn’t going to hurt her—that he has been in control the whole time. His hands ease their grip. “I’ve admitted what you wanted me to, but I’ll be damned if I’m.