You should know my reckless behaviour by now, and I'm not going to apologise for something I did several years ago that didn't harm anybody. And don't... tell me I'm a victim, because I made a choice. I'm the one who did it. This is just an explanation. I feel I owe you that much.How it happened was I was sitting cross-legged on my bed, fumbling through my cardboard box of restraints. Joel, my roommate at the time, was standing by the doorway, digital camera in hand, watching me with an enthusiasm. "Clay Marsdale looked at his wife, shrewdly. "You like that piece of meat, huh, baby?" And how. I'm getting wet just looking at it," the Oriental woman said lewdly."I thought you would," he said very sure of himself. "How'd you like to sample it?" No samples. I want the full meal!" she exclaimed."All right, my darling, he's all yours. I'm going to have them over Saturday night for cocktails."Nina was not at all surprised. "Them?" she asked. "You're not going to invite them?" Of course, them.. Do I make myself clear?" Yes, Sir," four hundred men thundered in response."How the hell did they have enough strength to run those last five miles," Staff Sergeant Allen Baker gasped, as he collapsed and leaned back on his pack."I don't know," Sergeant Mike Hooker gasped in reply. "All three of them have the same packs and load-out that we have." That Major didn't even look like he was breathing hard," Petty Officer First Class Sam Diego panted, a note of foreboding in his voice."I think .... Thanks." I give him a luxurious, five star hotel quality towel and in he goes. Some ten minutes later he comes out and puts his clothes back on. He opens his wallet and hands me another hundred dollar bill. "Tip, that was great." I smile. "Thank you! I had fun myself." He makes a polite goodbye and leaves. I spend some 20 minutes cleaning and sanitizing my toys. Tomorrow I'll take the time to clean my leather properly, but now, I have other things to do. I climb the stairs out of the storm.