There is a small shaver in your bathroom cabinet.”“Yeah, okay. Cindy never sees it anyway. Are you serious about the guy stuff?”It was purely a ...distractor, but I played it straight. “Let us say that might be part, a small part, of someone’s interest. Curiosity. But it goes farther. She might want to see something to put her in the mood. Maybe she wants to know what it feels like for her cream pie to be eaten. There is rimming. Maybe some light water sports. Bondage. I am saying this to cover. Everything seemed to disintegrate and a shimmering wave of air rushed out in all directions. Including towards us. "Look out!" I cried, clutching Praxis tightly, just as the wave hit us. My whole being was suddenly filled a thousand sensations as once. In an instant, conscious thought ceased and all that remained was an overwhelming feeling of infinity, followed by a tearing at my very existence. Then, even that was gone into nothingness.*** I had no idea how long I was out, or even if I was. ..” her voice caught in her throat. She coughed, knowing her face was bright red. “It’s five.” “Ah, yes. And what is on the schedule for five today, my dear?” He wasn’t going to make it easy for her. “Sir, you’re going to punish me.” He smiled. The smile scared her. He motioned for her to come in an sit in one of the chairs. She sat, feeling her knees shaking. “And what are you being punished for?” “My poor performance.” “And this is your choice? You’re asking for this?” “Yes, sir.” . In the week after all was arranged for my new job in Savannah, I had seen a solicitor and had him draw up a separation agreement as a prelude to divorce, in the agreement I asked that our home should be sold as soon as possible with the proceeds split equally, everything else would be apportioned by ownership, I had no wish to embarrass Amanda by suing for divorce on the grounds of adultery I hoped we could divorce amicably after a 2 year separation. One evening I sat Amanda down and gave her.