"Oh, alright. You're being such a tease tonight."Halfway through the drink she said, "I should have been here in Vegas the whole time with you." Baby,... you would've been bored. The last couple of days I've just been working at the conference 14 hours a day. But why do you say that?" Because this afternoon I was looking everywhere for a toenail clipper, and in your suitcase I found nylons, high heels and a big black dildo. Who've you been fucking?" What? Nobody. There's nobody else. Those things. "Time to empty your sack, Robby!", he said. "Take your time, I don't have to go anywhere today.", I replied. And he did. That morning the three of us made love, licked, sucked and screwed as if it were a sweet delight. I even let Dave and Carl tie me up and the two took me in all sorts of positions. Which I did try for myself with them later as well. The training was completed by a nice SM session with Carl. He used his hands, the whip and a paddle to work my buttocks and chest. He made me see. He would have to call her.She answered the phone, while wiping the sleep from her eyes. She had not slept much last night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw his piercing blue-eyes. Then she'd call out his name and hug her pillow. Finally, around 5am, she cried herself to sleep. She listened as he poured out his heart. She knew he was hurting as much as she was. She knew in her heart that fate had dealt the final hand and they had lost."Oh Douglas, I could wish that I had met you 30 yrs. She must have hit her ex harder than she'd thought."No wonder you're so grumpy, this must be agony." he said, gently examining her swelling hand. She cried out in pain as she felt something move. He wrapped her hand in both of his and closed his eyes. She felt the movement again, but it wasn't accompanied by the stabbing pain this time. When he released her hand at last, the swelling was already beginning to recede."What did you do?" she asked, looking at her now-healed hand."I was about to ask.