I really did need to get back to work. ~~~~~ I sat on my couch drinking red wine and not eating the pasta I picked up on the way home. I wanted to eat... it, but I was still thinking about everything that happened today. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the Doctor’s number. Should I call? What could it hurt if I called now. Of course they wouldn’t be open but this could be my test call. God, I’m such a pussy. I grabbed my cell and called the number. I didn’t want to over-analyse it, which. "And what I was thinking is that Julia here should wear this until halfthree, four o'clock, and then she can get changed into some normalclothes," Bethany added, with that menacing look in her eye again,"just like any schoolgirl would do." That's probably a good idea," Sara concurred, "I want him, sorry her,to do some housework for me so it would act as a little uniform fordoing that as well. Do you want to go and grab some underwear as well?"Already have," Bethany replied, producing some. Under that opening in the seat there used to be a chamber pot. But with this chaise percee, *you* are going to be under the opening. Now strip down to your panties and get down there!’ I went to the chair. She had arranged a small box with a pillow on it under the chair. When I managed to lie on the floor with my head resting on the pillow, my mouth was just under the opening in the chair. It was a fearfully uncomfortable position. Bess lifted her skirts and sat down. ‘Okay, Janyce girl, time. I never really realized how much I missed that aspect of a relationship until I no longer had it.What finally made my mind up to go find Angie and marry her before it was too late was a letter that Brad forwarded to me from Angie. She had written me on a somewhat regular basis since she left, but she finally stopped because I never answered her back, or even tried to call her even though she had given me her number (which I promptly lost).I was the world's biggest fool, and I didn't want to.