The divorce paperwork was never finalized. It got ... tied up ... in red tape, you see. I made sure of it. This was ... a bluff. I never meant to go q...uite that far. I am still your wife! I will always be your wife! Always! I love it! I love it! I love it! Don’t worry. I have learned to ... handle my jealousy. I don’t care that you’re boning your Israeli boss, your rather married Israeli boss, judging from her wedding band. I know that will never stop.“I don’t care that you’re fucking your own. Oh yeah, my name is Dana."William realized she was still shaking. He reached into his glove boxand pulled out a flask. He unscrewed the cap and offered her a drink.He was amazed when she tipped it back and emptied it in one straightgulp. Wow, he thought, she was definitely older than him."Whoa, that was half full. You'd better take it easy."Dana shivered as the alcohol flowed into her throat, warmed her body,and settled her nerves. She handed the flask back. She rummaged aroundin her. "But what is the occasion, if I might ask?" I'll explain everything tonight pet," I said. And I went off to work.At lunchtime, I called her up - something I don't always have time to do."Hello?" she answered."Hello, pet. How are things going?" Hello Master!" she said excitedly. "Things are fine. Oh, I'm so happy you called!" Oh?" Well, yes, Master. You hardly ever call me from work! And I never tire of hearing your sexy voice!" she said."I see. Well, I just wanted to call and see how your day. Each main bathroom offered his and her bathing accommodations. An immense tub was provided either end of the bathroom; also two porcelain commodes, and two sinks built into long marble counters. She eyed the gold facets, wondering how many years had elapsed since water had flowed from the taps into somebody’s hands. She discounted the commodes containing any water at all. No linen, artwork, flooring, accoutrements of any kind were present. Breathing deeply revealed no scent of any kind, good or.