“Kind of” Holly admitted. “Don’t worry it’s not a reflection of your performance in bed” Holly said. “I know, I can tell when I please y...ou…it usually involves screaming, moaning, things like that” I said. “You do know how to push my buttons” Holly said. “Speaking of pushing buttons…you want to push a few right now?” I said. “That was a terrible transition” Holly said, accusingly. “Sorry. I guess I can find any excuse to make love to you.” I said. “Or Fuck me” Holly said, making a point. I. Then something happened to me. I felt like I have touched an 11KV electric wire. After some time I tried to find out her hand to touch again, in the darkness. Luckily, I touched again. This thing happened almost 15 times on that evening. Like this, that evening passed. When electric came back, I behaved normal as nothing happened. On the next evening, she was also sitting near to me. I tried to touch her hand and was succeeded for 2 times. But after this incident, when I tried to find her hand,. I smile to myself and stretch some more. I look out of the window. It will be a sunny day today. It is a perfect day for going downtown. I throw back the comforter and latex sheets. I crawl out of the bed and pull the sheets from the bed. I take them with to the shower so I can wash them.I turn on the water for the bathtub, and pour a hot bath. I pad my way back into the bedroom. Kneeling over I look at you sleeping so contently in the cage. Unlocking the cage I reach in and pet you. You rustle. As we are in Canada, nobody is around to question/suspect us. This becomes as advantage for us.First thing, I like to tell that this incidents though I term it as story will not be shorter one like many other fiction stories, this will be definitely lengthy as there are lot of things needs to described in detail. This is not a fiction story where in the first paragraph narrates about the beauty of wives and in second paragraph where one couple boldly tells to other couple and instantly they.