It was amazing and glorious and beautiful, and he was going to use it to demean my Katie. I slipped off my chair to get a closer look at my screen, an...d I noticed that Kate was now on her knees in front of him. ‘For this part, my dear Kate, you’re going to want to relax. Let me take you a little deeper.’ Wrackoff again ran through his round of counting exercises, and Kate’s head bobbed gently as she mouthed the words. I debated fast-forwarding it to the action, but I remembered my promise to. I did for some more time. Then I stopped for some time and looked at her. After a few seconds, she came to sense and looked at me. I winked at her. She just pushed me away but this time in shyness. She spoke.She- Please go now. It’s getting late.Me- But I am hungry, I haven’t eaten anything.She- You are so dirty. Please don’t take me wrong. I am not that type.Me- I only know one thing that you are my type and believe me I am also not that type.She – ok, coffee is ready. Take itMe- I need milk.. ”“Are you sure?” she asked. “There may be some aspects of it that upset you.”“If you’re honest with me,” I said, laying it on, “and tell me everything, with no lying and deception, I promise to forgive and accept anything I see.”She sat up and threw her arms around me, kissing me hard. “I promise to tell you, but you have to understand something. I love you, Dave. I only love you. Anything I do with them, anything I say, it’s just sex talk. I don’t mean anything. I’m yours, and I love you.”“Did. Further to the right was an electronic tote board. It would display the feedback from the exclusive online audience of executive producers. ‘Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to my personal telethon. I might call it a dress rehearsal but, as you will soon see, that would be an oxymoron, a contradictory description. ‘Today, I am auctioning personal goods and services. I will pause at times during the performance to solicit perks and proceeds. Please wait until invited before.