” “Its only my legs.” “Yes, I know, but it could lead to more later.” “I don’t think so” “Ok, when you have sex do you think of some...one different to your husband when you're making love?” ”No.” “In my experience all married men would love to see their wives with another man, it’s the ultimate fantasy. Do you think Tim would like to see you with another man?” “I don’t.” “You should ask him, you might be surprised. He allows you dress sexy and look great and treat his clients, me included, to a. Well, they can’t fucking subliminal my ass if I’m a-fucking-sleep, can they? Fuckers think they’re so fucking smart.She did not know what time she fell miserably asleep, she did not know what time the tone sounded again as she painfully rolled over, groaning from hunger.The sexy woman from the brochure was on the wall again. That body of hers is so sexy, the way her tits jut out from her torso and you can just look at her posture and you know she is a total slut. Chelsea shivered. Why the fuck. ’” I grinned at that. Knowing that none of us would ever voluntarily speak Nixon’s name. “At the end of the tests, we will take off our blindfold and tell you how you did and then you will get your surprise. Do you agree?” I guess we both nodded. “Good. Mike said. “Well, let’s get this party started.” Mike turned up the music and it did little to drown out the sounds of shoes hitting the floor and the slap of bare feet on concrete. “Okay. Here’s our first test,” Mike announced. “You have to. ‘It is Travis’s?’ ‘Maybe. I don’t know.’ ‘Oh my.’ ‘Indeed,’ Yvoine agreed. ‘What are you going to do?’ ‘I’m going to leave you and Travis,’ she said firmly, boldly. This might have been the longest conversation she ever had with Sara. It would most likely be their last. It wasn’t the answer Sara had been expecting. But, upon a minute’s reflection, it was the one she realized that she should have expected. ‘No, I meant about the baby.’ ‘I’m having it, of course,’ Yvoine said with firm.