Her love of dance music. Her job as a fashion writer. Her cat, Blinky, so-called because it out-stared her at the rescue centre. Her desert island lis...t that, bizarrely, included a solar-powered bagel maker. And her best sex to date. She spoke candidly about her experiences, which Ryan knew was a good sign, yet at other times gave guarded answers. She was a bit of an enigma, which drew him in. By the end of the meal he had her pretty well profiled. Maybe 70%. Not confident enough that he'd. But I could never prove that. It's just something I thought about. A lot.So maybe it was my subconscious train of thought that made it so easy for people to talk to me about their sex lives. I've lost count of how many guys I know who've told me their wives were screwing around on the side. With some of the guys it was kinky sex and consensual and in other cases not. I've heard some stories from women as well, though not as many. Those have always been pretty awesome, but Maria...well, she. She tried not to laugh at her brother’s predicament. “I’m sorry, Theo, did I do that to you?” She looked at her brother quizzically, acting ignorant once again.“No, you didn’t, T.T.” he lied. “It just happens sometimes, OK?” he said angrily. Red faced, Theo stalked off to his room. Tiffany snorted with laughter when she heard his door close. This was so much fun!Saturday night was uneventful. Theo jacked off two more times that day, like any horny, energetic teenage boy. Greg and Holly made. That next day she did something she thought she would never to, ever. She violated his privacy to find out just what the stranger that was her husband did on the computer. By looking at the recent places area, she discovered, though he did indeed do some office work on the computer, by far most of his time was surfing the internet for porn. Not any porn, but female domination porn. Unbelievable women that controlled wimpy men with ropes, chains and whips. Sure there were some dominant.