He ignored the constantly ringing phone, the tearful messages that accumulated on his machine. They slowed and eventually stopped. Christmas cards sti...ll arrived each year to be dumped in the trash, unopened and unacknowledged.He returned to the present with a start and opened the door. No bell, no knock, simply entering the home after his self imposed exile. Quietly, the old words came unbidden to his lips. "Mom, Dad. I'm home."The low hum of machinery came from the dining room this time. He. The guy was about to laugh him out of his office, but because Reggie carries so much clout both here and in LA, his doctor decided to humor him. Reggie had been having a mild pain under his ribs, but hadn't thought much of it, assuming he'd pulled a muscle. When his urologist ran a CT Scan they detected the kidney stones. They weren't quite big enough to cause much of a problem, but it was apparently well on its way there. The urologist gave him some calcium channel blockers and apparently that. “Is he one of your xhamster friends?”“Yes, a good friend. We message each other a lot. He and I think much alike.”“Oh that doesn’t sound good. What are you two going to do this evening? What kind of fantasies have you been cooking up?”“You,” I said simply.“Me?”“Sure. You’ve been working hard all week, and now it’s time for you to relax and enjoy yourself … you know, submit … we’d like to spend time with you in the dunge…. I mean playroom. Let us do whatever we want with you tonight so you. It had always been a large space, but now it seemed lighter and airier.She also brought the backpack that we had hastily stuffed with the contents of the closet before she had gone home that evening.The previous evening, I had skyped Cindy again, ostensibly to show her the finished room but also to sound her out on the goodies from the closet.Cindy being Cindy she was totally cool about everything and not slightly embarrassed.The stockings were her party and special occasion stock, the body.