" I have no problem with your being a lawyer. I want you to be a husband too. No -- I want you to be a husband first!" I am." No, you're not. the girl...s and I have been playing second fiddle to the firm for some time now. They're growing up, Brad -- and you and I are growing apart!" Sondra, honey, you know I love you and the girls, but I have to make a living. You've never objected to the money i make with the firm -- this house, the swimming pool, the BMW and Volvo, the..." I'm not saying you. I found her standing with her hands clamped between her legs, and her legs crossed over her hands. She was doing a little dance on her high heels. When I walked into the house, she yelled, “where is the fucking key?” It was difficult to suppress my smile. That wasn’t a nice way to talk to somebody who had interrupted his day to come home to help her. “You don’t get the key until I have my say.” “Just give me the fucking key.” she repeated. Now I was pissed... pissed but prepared. Before. .and so you do when i walk into the kitchen. I come back out, just to put a blindfold over your eyes and i guide you upstairs.A door opens and we both walk in, I stop you a meter in, and you hear me gathering some items and just fo a second you have some doupt wether or not this was smart to trust me so soon... But I don't leave you much time for doupt as your wrists are pulled behind your back and locked in chains, You get pushed onto the bed, your legs dangling over the edge. Ankles are. " Oh, kind of like Rudolph, huh?" Kathy cackled and gave the clamp a little twist. "Put a bag of those in the shopping cart." Oh, can't I just wear 'em home to just, you know, kind of break them in?" Yeah, and you'd cause wrecks every time you cross the street 'cause people'd think you're a traffic light going from green to red." Kathy picked a silver-handled riding crop out of the cart and gave her beloved's bare bottom a playful SWACK."Ouch! Thank you, sweetheart." Christi admired Kathy's.