I don’t fight you. I rest and enjoy. I am not tense wondering how you feel, because your concern for only me is obvious, arousing me beyond measure.... There is one thing more wonderful than all other things. Not only is my lust for you spiritual, as well as physical it is good and right. I feel no shame. The red daydream continues. We don’t change. Our feelings don’t change. There is a metaphysical quality about you. You waver over me, floating like Spirit, yet you are so real. Your body is. Reaching behind her, I turned on the cold water.It got her good. The look of surprise was priceless and I thought it would make a great picture. I walked over, grabbed the phone and snapped another image. Setting it back down, I walked back and turned off the water.“Don’t make me use the hot.” I warned, knowing just how hot it was. “Now, about those tits.” I mused, lifting one in each hand, “They look delicious.” and snapped my teeth at them.Bending down, I heard her catch her breath, expecting. "A towel, please," I glanced at Natalie, who waited on us patiently.She was much like Petra in that respect and I didn't really understand it. Natalie had no aspiration beyond pleasing me, or so it seemed, and even though I appreciated that, it seemed strange to me. I'd never served anyone in my life. I'd fought authority as much as I could, and run away from it when I couldn't. People like Natalie and her would-be sister Petra, they confused me with their submissiveness.I stood up as Natalie. ”“Stan, after we deal with these sales, buy your wife the biggest ring you can and grovel as much as you can ... you can’t let Mary get away. You two went to college together, for god’s sake. Caroline and I will meet you at the homes as soon as you want, OK buddy?”“Thanks for listening, Rich ... when did you get to be so smart?”“Michael and Jennifer O’Hara, my parents, have suffered through every problem known to man, but they’re still together because they love each other and they never, ever.