“Things were wonderful at first. Bernie worked at the radio station, I met him at a promotion at a shopping center. We hit it off, started dating, f...ell in love, got married after a year. A year after that, things were still going well, and Bernie got a better job at an FM station up in Baltimore. He tried commuting for a while, but that got old real fast because it’s pretty far. I didn’t see him much because he was always working and on the road, and I was doing shift work. So we got us a small. "Dear God," she prayed silently, "please, please don't let there be a padlock on the door."Her hand brushed across the rough wood of the inside of the garage door and encountered just a latch, which she quickly lifted.The door, when she opened it, creaked so loudly that even the frogs outside were momentarily silenced. Ellen no longer cared about the noise. It was the hour before the dawn and the moon had long since set. The night was coal black and the dirt road leading to the abandoned. That is until.... At one point during the night I remember feeling a warm touch on my back, but still feeling asleep. I became more aware of the feeling of being rubbed, very lightly massaged. It was an incredibly relaxing feeling. I felt a hand move slowly down my back and then to my ass. Someone was softly rubbing my ass. I remember thinking "What is going on." I knew whoever it was was male, that is all that were in the house. But, I was no real stranger to gay sex. I had had sex. My world shrinks and shrinks and shrinks. Finally I have to appeal to the yacht's technical officer."Yuri?" Da?" There is something wrong with my collar." Oh?" It keeps shocking me." You probably deserve it!" Yes, I probably do but I cannot leave the lower decks anymore and Gaspazha is expecting me help prepare dinner and then I will have to serve." Perhaps you have been restricted?" Yuri sees from my reaction that I have no idea why this might be. "Perhaps you have been sold and they are.