.. ?" Alex is always after somebody. Last week it was Angie, this week it's Yvonne. She comes up behind you in the showers and touches your butt and s...tuff." Has she ever done that to you?" I asked."She did, once. I punched her that time, too." So this isn't the first time you've had problems with her?" No. I had to do something! Yvonne is my friend, and she was scared!"Connie said, "It's okay, calm down. I understand."I asked, "Where is the coach while all this stuff is going on?" He's in his. "Its only about 4" above the knee," said Anne, "he does run a nightcluband you are an actress too. Its not like he's a Bank Manager or aMinister or something is it!" I suppose not," I said.We went to the club by taxi. It was closed. But there was a sign whichpointed us to the rear of the building for "Offices, Stage Door andDeliveries". We went around the back and up a flight of steps by theloading bay to the Stage Door. The door was locked too, but it wasopened from the inside a few. My wife who I hadn't seenfor... how long? Weeks. Months. It had been difficult for me to keeptrack of time while Owner was turning me from the man I had been before,into the pansy I was now. But I was still a man inside. That is, Istill believed I was, though this evening and the way I had responded toJosh, along with my ability to get hard while sucking his cock, made meless sure than ever. Still, Denise might be ready to take me back. Iknow I had disappointed her with my undersized. Well, we had burned a ton of calories, no doubt about that. Later, or maybe in the morning, tomorrow was Saturday, we’d talk as she’d said she wanted.I woke up. I had to pee. Her side of the bed was empty. I wondered at that. Well, maybe she’d had to pee too. I looked at the clock on the dresser; it read 3:00 A.M. The bathroom door was open and it was dark inside. She hadn’t needed to pee. She wasn’t in our room at all. I called to her, but no answer. I grabbed my robe from the back of her.