"Show me round the house."I was in a six bedroomed house; one of the interesting parts of the tour was the large room, which held several large sofas ...with lots of cushions, beanbags and low tables. The cellar was also a very interesting room; it was a prison cell. There were rough wooden bunks with eyebolts in the frames and rings set in the walls to which a person could be chained, it had a toilet in a small cubicle.There was also a small video camera set in a corner, high against the ceiling.. She was sitting in the tub with the remnants of attire clinging provocatively to her tiny frame. “Great, a brain fried junkie,” I mumbled under my breath. The water was already murky and I opened the drain and motioned for her to stand. She studied my every move, and offered no resistance as I pulled the last vestiges of modesty from her frame and dropped them in the garbage container. As the tub began to refill, I pulled some liquid soap and a nylon scrubber from the cabinet and motioned. Toss in a bathroom, a phone, and Internet service and we’ll have it made. Besides that you will save money on rent.”I had never given it any thought but she was right. The following week we moved everything to my house including her stuff from her apartment. Some of her belonging went into the garage and into the spare bedroom, but she went into my bedroom and slept with me.She was great in bed. I got sex at least once a day and usually two or three times a day. Marsha was open to giving. Oh Ben, she is fun to look at and she might be fun for a roll in the sack for a night, but she couldn't carry it off for even a long weekend. Still, I wouldn't mind a bit of it myself.Ben looked over at Jezelle and gave her a deep appreciative smile.By God Jezelle, if that's the type of pillow talk Geoff got from you, I can see why he married you and stayed with you for all these years. Good for you woman! Good for you! Yes, you are just right. And that is exactly what I was thinking. I'd love.