Continued...Beginning of a great long weekend! (Part 3)As we race out of the bathroom we leave wet foot prints along the floor to the bedroom. I can ...feel you right on my heels. With one quick motion you wrap your strong arms around my waist and pull me to you. I squeal like a k** at Christmas. You start kissing me down my shoulders and neck, right there in the hallway. I pull my body closer to yours, feeling your hard chest against my back. It is at this moment that I know we are great. He then cuffed my hands to two of these chains and then lifted my legs one at a time and looped a chain from the other two. I was sort of in a sitting position with my legs spread wide apart. Then he brought in a man I had never seen wearing a surgical mask. He wiped my scrotum with some alcohol and made an incision. He pulled out one of my testicles, cut it free from the tube connecting it and handed it to my master before cauterizing the tube shut with a heated electric iron of some sort.. “What time are you going?” I asked as our lips parted, “What time will you be home?”“I am leaving in fifteen minutes and have no idea what time I will be home.”“Just enjoy yourself and I am cool with whatever you do.”Christy smiled and kissed me one more time.“I love you,” she smiled.“I love you too baby, just have fun.”She kissed me again as she left for her movie date with Chris, and I watched as she walked to his house across the street. Five minutes later, I watched as they left for the. There are two – a Jones and a Price. I remembered Gwen was a Price.”David shrugged. “All right, you win. It’s why you’re PA to the CEO, isn’t it?”“Of course!” she giggled. “The panel will select the two successful candidates, brief them and then bring them to you. Normally, you would have interviewed them with the other short-listers already, but not this time. The panel are agog to see if they’ve chosen the ‘right’ candidate!”They both laughed, and got on with their day.At three, Marissa.