I was just rinsing out my cup when the doorbell rang. I didn't think anything of it. I wasn't expecting anyone. But more importantly I wasn't expectin...g Tommy so I wasn't concerned. I assumed it was someone selling religion or magazines door to door. I'm not in the market for either.I was wearing my robe and slippers so when I opened the door I only opened it enough that I could look out and see who was there and find out what they wanted.The man standing on my front porch was dressed well but. He quietly puts a blindfold over my eyes and attaches a leash to my collar. He moves from behind me to walk ahead of me. "Come my pet," he commands as he tugs on my leash. I have no choice but to follow him, scared of not knowing where I'm going but trusting him to lead me. I hear a car door open and he guides me to sit down in the front passenger seat. He closes the door and walks around to the driver's side. I hear him get in but he doesn't start the engine."Let's see if my slut remembered. “For the past two years you’ve been quiet. You’ve been one of my best guys. You’re my friend. Now this?”Gary shook his head. I knew there was something wrong.“Gary, is Lisa okay?At the mention of Lisa’s name Gary started sobbing. I had never seen Gary Ross cry. Normally he was making other people cry.“She left me, Rick,” he stuttered. “She left me for some old broad that just moved into town. Out in your neck of the woods. She just told me plain as day this morning. Kissed me goodbye and loaded. “So, you both were surprised Chelsea was having a sex toy party?” I asked.“Pretty much, but we love her parties. It’s nice to see you didn’t run away when you saw this,” she said motioning to Chelsea.“I’m Linda, by the way,” she introduced herself.“Fiona,” I replied.“Well, it’s nice to meet you. I hope you enjoy yourself tonight,” she remarked kindly.“I’m Jane, it’s nice to meet you as well,” the other woman spoke up and introduced herself as well.“Alright, ladies, shall we?” Chelsea asked as.